My family went on a unforgettable camping trip several years ago when i was about five. There was a trail near the camp site that we went on, later on we figured out that it was closed. We were already half way through the trail so my dad decided to keep going and finish it. When we got a little bit further we noticed that the trail had a broken piece so there was a huge gap and below we could see a lake and rocks about 500 feet below us. My dad jumped across, but me and my brother were to scared so we climbed over it. This whole trail took over 8 hours and we told my sister and my dads girlfriend we would be back shortly. So they called a search party for us. Me and my brother ditched our bikes but my dad kept his and risked his life for a cheap meaning less bike that could be easily replaced. We got back later that night arriving around midnight, having our other family members worried sick and some police cars waiting at our camp site. Every now and then this story comes up when we go camping.
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