Chapter 3. “I’ve got a bad Feeling”

Dear Grands, at Rock Lake Campground, we spoke with Ranger Granger (he wore a name tag) who told us, “It’s full except for Number 13. But… you see any bears on the way in?”

Which was when I began humming, ‘If you go to the woods today.’ Ranger Granger heard me and joined in, ‘You’re sure of a big surprise. If you go to the woods today, you better not go alone.’ I took the song back, ‘If you go to the woods today, it’d be better if you stayed home. Because, today’s the day that…’

“Be quiet!” Grandma yelled.

“Sure your husband’s off key but that’s not the point,” Ranger Granger said, “You see, people prefer not to use that campsite.”

“We’ll take it,” said Grandma, proving the ranger wrong about what people prefer.

“What kind of equipment do you have?”

‘That was rude,’ I thought but I didn’t tell Ranger Granger that. Instead, I said, “That was cryptic.”

While he reached for the dictionary, Grandma said, “A little orange and green tent.”

“Odd colour combination,” he said.

“It matches her bikini,” I explained.

“How big?” he asked.

“It’s a very small bikini,” I said, not that it was any of his business.

“I was asking about the tent,” he said.

“It’s tiny, too,” Grandma said, blushing… embarrassed about the size of our orange and green tent.

“Well, that could be a problem.”

Tired of the confusion, I said, “What’s wrong with campsite 13?”

“There could be danger,” said Ranger Granger. “And, you know - number 13… superstition.”

“Look, we already said, we’ll take it.” Out of the blue suddenly, I felt brave… despite the foreboding.

“Just don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Ranger Granger said, piling on the forebodingness.

Love Grandpa. (This photo shows a bear-way into the wild unknown)