I awoke to the sound of a cowbell. This is something very unusual so I jerk up out of bed at the loud ringing noise. I smelled the scent of the mahogany wood of the cabin walls that surround me. A distant smell of pancakes and bacon fill my nose. If I wasn't up from the ringing of the cowbell, I sure am now with the growling and rumbling coming from my stomach. I jumped off the top bunk only to hear the cowbell ringing in the next room, awaking the rest of the families. We all ran upstairs like a herd of cattle scavenging for the food at the top as if we hadn't eaten for a few days. We plopped down at the twenty five person table, pa**ing the bowls and pans of food around. Outside I can hear the trees blowing in the wind and the muffle of the boat engines pa**ing by. We can see the shining sun glaring onto the beautiful lake that surrounded ¾ of the cabin. As I come back into reality, sitting there, half awake and my eye lids drooping, I felt as though the deer heads on the wall were staring at me. Everywhere I moved to, they looked. I finally found a spot with my back turned against them and felt comfortable enough to eat my breakfast in peace.
After breakfast started the trek to the boat docks to spend another 90 degree day on the lake, doing all we could to avoid a sunburn, we lathered on the sunscreen anywhere that was visible, knowing we'd have to reapply 3 or 4 more times that same day. We walked along the gravel road looping right and left, left and right trying to find our way. Some of the children riding in the back of the truck, grinning and giggling as they bounced up and down over the potholes to avoid sweating on the way. The older children decide to walk in a pack. We are surrounded by trees on both sides with only a thin path leading us through the woods to our final destination. My cousin and I were lingering in the back of the group and noticed a path that we thought may be a shortcut so we decided to take it without telling anyone else what we were doing. We ran down the path laughing like crazy people when we noticed it was taking us in the wrong direction, but we didn't stop due to our curious nature. We thought someone had to have come this way many times with the depth of this path. As we peered around a cluster of trees, it looked like boat docks but not the ones we were supposed to be at, maybe a private dock. There was an ample amount of crate-like boxes on the dock, covering most of the view of the water. We could see one giant boat at the dock, no one seemed to be anywhere around.