The summer of 2004 my parents, younger brother, and I took a vacation to one of dad’s favorite childhood vacation spots, South Dakota. The plan was to drive the ten hours to Custer, SD and spend two weeks camping at the Beaver Lake Campgrounds. My dad invited his sister, her husband, and their three kids to join us as well. I spent weeks bragging to my friends about my plans to see Mount Rushmore, Crazy Horse, and all the parks we had learned about in our textbooks. In my mind, I was planning an adventure into the wild, or at least as wild as it gets for a fourteen year old. I had my bags packed to the brim and barely had room for all my little disposable cameras. I wasn’t going to miss a single wild moment of this trip. Little did I know but this trip was going to change my life.
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