  I got back from summer camp. It was a lot of fun. The first thing I did was go mountain biking. I thought I would not have enough strength to get up some of the hills, but I made it all right. The second thing I did was ride horses. I thought that they would just lead you around, but they just told you how to steer and threw you on it.
My horse was good, but some of the horses were not very nice and were prone to bucking. My last at camp activity was going inside two caves. They had mice in them and were pitch dark. If I had been by myself I would have had a heart attack. The finale of the week was white water rafting. It was a little weaker than I expected. Both times I road on the back and just got splashed a little.
It was okay though, I had fun at the actual camp. I'm not mad at Alan for not going either, if he had been there I would not have been forced to make new friends and there were plenty of interesting people there. I had so much, I think I'll go back next year. 
