We ended up hiking through the woods behind Nate's parents house. We reached a certain fence and after all of us climbed very carefully across the barbed wire Charlotte says "so from this point on we're trespassing."
We shortly reached the lake which then commenced conversation of who do you think owns it and how could we get permission to camp on it. Which was followed by a you don't ask you just do it then you are naive when they say you can't (another shocking comment from the mother of the group). We all enjoyed the view of the lake and walked along the dam. Finally after checking the time we decided it would be best to start heading back.
Then came the "adventure". While we all tromped along in the very thick underbrush someone made the mistake of asking Nate if he was sure we were going in the right direction. He then announced that we should have no fear for we are in Nathan Grindstaff country. This was followed by about two hours of aimless wandering through the woods trying to find the way out.
My heroic husband decided he knew exactly where we were and would find the way out. He then took off running in the near opposite direction and we didn't see him until we were back at the house.
By this time it was dusk and Charlotte and Emma were getting a bit nervous which was making Nathan even more confused. Charlotte at one point called her husband back at the house and asked if he would go to the back of the property in the truck and honk the horn so we could follow the noise. This request was quickly followed by "don't laugh, it isn't funny!"
Nathan finally decided to climb a tree to look around and get his bearings. About fifteen minutes we finally made it out into one of the fields. When it was all said and done there were several scratches, bruises, torn pants and sweaty people!
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