The next morning, we set out for Eagle’s Peak. The trail was steep, winding through dense thickets of ferns. I wanted to soak in the silence, to hear the birds and the rustle of the wind. Leo, however, wanted to talk about every movie he’d seen in the last three years.
By the time the tent was upright, it looked slightly lopsided, resembling a giant, nylon raisin. Mom just laughed and handed us both a bottle of water. "It has character," she said, her eyes twinkling with that patient "mom" energy that I honestly don't deserve. The Hike That Never Ended -ENG- Camp With Mom and My Annoying Friend Who ...
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While my mom calmly set up the "Command Center" (her name for the dining fly), Leo and I were tasked with the tent. Now, I’ve pitched a tent dozens of times. Leo, on the other hand, treated the fiberglass poles like they were alien technology. Leo, however, wanted to talk about every movie
It’s hard to stay mad when you’re looking at a mountain.
"And then, right when you think the hero is safe—BAM! Giant robot spider," Leo shouted, echoing off the canyon walls.
After the initial chaos, we all sat on the shore. Mom shared stories about her own childhood camping trips, many of which involved her being just as "annoying" as Leo.