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We were lucky enough to land the best camp site on the grounds; the one right in the bend of the river, furthest from the entrance. Sadly, nobody'd managed to bring the ingredients for S'Mores, but we all marvelled at the amazing flavor of campfire-roasted hot dogs. Absolutely no need for condiments. After dinner, the older folks headed back to the resort, leaving the uncles and nephews to avoid bears. Ghost stories were told. (Ask Sam about the Scary Noises during Uncle Dave's tale.) Afterwards, the nephews decided that they needed to relocate their tent to, say, a spot Right Next To, Nay, Practically Touching, the uncle tent.