Camp at Living Springs

I was sitting, ready to go. It was nerve wracking as I looked down at the wet, soapy, muddy  slide. I stood up and stepped back to give myself a good run up. I thumped to the ground and hurt my butt, but as soon as I started moving I didn’t care. All I was thinking about was how I wanted to go faster. I started to push myself with my hands. It was an exhilarating ride down to the bottom where all the mud gathered. After reaching the end, I felt like a restless worm because the mud started to stick to me as it dried.

The mudslide was the best thing about Living Springs !