Mother lowers the sail, and we drop anchor near the shore next to the
flagpole. The tourist boat pulls in close behind us and ties up to the pier.
We load our camping supplies into our dinghy and row to the beach. As
soon as Suzanne and I step ashore we dash along the trail to the
campsites and pick a good site for our tents.
Mother and Dad follow us with the gear. Working together, we pitch the
tents, and get our food stored so it will be out of the way of animals.
Soon, we're settled for the first night of our vacation.
'Well,' I said when Roger finished. 'That sounds like an exciting start.
What happened afterward?'
'Let's meet here tomorrow,' Suzanne said, 'and we'll talk about it.'
Hike
Think back to the last story. Roger finished telling about Snow White's
arrival at Snug Harbor and the race to the campsite. They did locate a
real cozy campsite and settled in for the night. Now it's Suzanne's turn
to tell what happened afterward. Today's story will be in Suzanne's
words.
We pitch our tent in an open space just across the trail from where a girl
is flying a kite.
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