Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Bears Go Hungry, But Mosquitos Make A Feast Of Tasty First-Time Campers

Mugdha Gurram / youthjournalism.org
The sunset at Wesley Island State Park

By Yelena Samofalova and Mugdha Gurram
Reporters
WESLEY ISLAND STATE PARK, New York, U.S.A. – As first-time campers, we were a bit wary of what to expect the first time we spent the night in the woods.
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Of course, we’d heard about all the usual stuff: sleeping in tents, roasting marshmallows, eating dinner by the fire and all that.
We anticipated an authentic camping experience and felt prepared. And while we knew we were in good hands, there was also that one concerning camping stereotype where the bear comes and eats all the food.
Mugdha Gurram
Canadian wildlife spotted 
in a New York state park! 
(Click on photo to enlarge.)
Luckily, we avoided this particular cliché.
We arrived at the campsite just in time to see the sunset, which we had a beautiful view of from our spot by the river. We would have had a beautiful view of the sunrise as well, if we’d been able to get up early enough.
Our site was right on the bank, with a postcard-worthy view of the water filled with fishing boats and sailboats, surrounded on all sides by trees.
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YJI reporters and advisors set up camp.





We couldn’t help but stand and stare out at the water at times. In the morning we went down to the river’s edge, getting a scenic view of the water unobscured by trees.
One of the best parts of the night was going out to a field near our campsite to look at the stars – something we don’t get to see often in suburban Connecticut, where city lights never let the sky get too dark.
Craning our necks, we tried to find the different constellations and planets. We could even see the Milky Way in one part of the sky.
Of course, no camping trip would be complete without those pesky mosquitoes. We waged a furious and courageous battle against those blood-suckers, and ended up victorious in the end.
And by victorious, we mean our legs became buffets.
Mugdha Gurram / youthjournalism.org
A view of the water from the bank near the campsite.

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