It was about 60 degrees outside in australia that day, the weather was completly wonderful.It would have been a sin to now go outside and enjoy it. It was all farm land where we were, every walk i went on was welcomed by a cow, I loved it there it was so beautiful. It was about lunch time and i was starving, but my sister insisted on leaving then. I didn't mind becuase i knew i'd be back soon, the adventures me and my sister went on never lasted as long as we thought they did. Until That day, we left and walked outside thiking about which way we would walk to, we had already gone right. we always went right. but we went right anyway. we walked far, to an opening past the rail raod tracks that didnt work.We had never seen it before so we began to explore.
We walked for about 20 minutes and i started to complain, i always complained. It woudn't be long until i was being grumpy and aggitated.I was Even hungrier, and my feet were hurting. Autumn was leading now, the path was still continuing on and on. It had been almosy an hour now and the woods had thickened and the path had narrowed, the canal was very close now. We were walking in single file now I was scared, the bugs were loud and the canal was alive with some type of animal.It was splashing and if only i knew where we were i'd enjoy the nature and scenery, but i couldn't i just wanted to go home.
The path began to open and we came upon a road in the distance.I was very excited and wanted to get back to it and follow it home. But the road was blocked by the rounding canal. In the canal was a crashed light blue dune buggy. There was a steep way down, so i sent my sister. She slowly climbed down the little hill and reached the bottom, but what we didn't know was the mud, and how deep and slippery it was, she slipped and almost fell in. If she would have fell she would have crashed right into the dune buggy. She groped the ground and found a little plant i fell back in shock and threw her her jacket i pulled her up. Her pants were coverd in mud, we both started laughing hysterically, what do we do about this we both thought! Our grandma would surely explode.
We decided to just follow the canal around, and hope for the best.The path was still slightly opened so, we took our time and enjoyed the time we had. Several minutes went by and once again the path thickened. Me being the paranoid person i was was staying close to the middle, i was prepared for anything, prepared to kill. We came across another opning in the canal, this time there was mud across the canal and no water.I went first.I slipped and went knee first into the nasty sticky mud. I cried for help ,but my sister just chuckled.I felt so trapped and helpless, i finally climbed out my knees and down black from the mud.
We started back but didn't laugh that much this time
I felt stupid and was pondering what i would do with my ruined pants and shoes. My grandma would surely kill me.We walked about Thirty minutes away from the death trap mud puddle and then i realized i dropped my jacket. It was tied nicely around my waist...or so i thought. I stopped dead in my tracks i couldn't possibly leave it behind, i loved it and it was seventy dollars. I carefully and quickly told the news to my sister, she was very angry so,i began walking back and luckily enough it was not far away. I picked it up and held it close.This was going to be a long walk home.
I heard the cows that i had grown so fondly of.and i was very happy, we saw the railroad we had crossed many times before, and i was excited, and so hungry. But what to do with the mud. jeez, what were the options. We wnated to go home and as soon as possible. So my sister and I trudged into the closest public bathroom we had used this bathroom before and noticed that no one was ever there. Luckily there was a spicket, i turned it on and let the freezing ice water do all the work. I drenched my pants from knee down and my shoes as well. My sister cleaned hers as well. We walked back home and surprisingly, we told my Grandma the whole story, she laughed and wasn't angry at all .I think it would have been a diffrent story if the mud was still there.