Mr. C. Cow and I decided to take a night hike the other day. Try to find some nocturnal animals like an owl or two. Have a conversation with a bat. After this last night hike I have decided that Mr. C. Cow is no longer allowed to pick the path we take. At least until he figures out that not all paths are good paths.
You cannot, seriously, feel that walking down a path lined with nothing but forbidding darkness, a feeling of certain destruction, and some sort of weird crying statues is a good idea.
He was just humming away trying to do some sort of funky owl call (It mostly involved a lot of “Mooo Hooooo….Mooo Hooo” sounds. Do cow owls exist?). Having a grand old time. Not thinking about the fact that we were walking into some really scary looking places in the middle of nowhere.
I can understand how some people (and cows) can look at things and positively spin it no matter how it might look to others. What I can’t understand is how an individual (Mr. C. Cow in particular) can look at a path full of weeping, broken statues, and think it’s the best place to look for nocturnal animals that won’t try to eat you.
Halfway through our doom hike we came to a large body of water that was full of skeletons trying to get out. I’m running around in circles making an “Ahhh Ahh Ahhhhhh!!!!” sound while Mr. C. Cow pays them no mind. He just thinks the water got too cold to swim in so they were exiting to dry off.
The last straw in our hike of pure terror was when Mr. C. Cow stopped to ask a large sea creature for directions to the nearest snack bar. They were nice enough but it seemed to me that every time we turned around to look in the direction they were pointing a tentacle would attempt to grab us. Mr. C. Cow thought they just had a mind of their own. I just thought they had a mind to grab us and plunge us into an underwater grave.
Somehow, against all odds, we made it safely back to the camper. Somehow Mr. C. Cow was able to find a nice snack bar. I can appreciate someone who sees the glass as half full but his chipper optimism sometimes borders on dangerous. Next time we go on a hike I’m picking the trail.
Every year Mr. C. Cow and I stop the camper at the Twin Lakes State Park in Virginia and take a few days to help them set up their “Haunting On The Lake”. It’s a really scary haunted trail you can hike for two days during the month of October.
Last year when we stopped to help get the trail ready Mr. C. Cow tried spray painting his tongue glow in the dark instead of the scary object he was suppose to paint. I QUICKLY stopped him and informed him that paint goes on a scary object. Not on a tongue. He was really disappointed that he could not make his tongue glow. I’ve been trying to find him some sort of non-toxic tongue paint this year but it has proved to be difficult. He’s just going to have to wear glow in the dark hairspray or cow hide spray or whatever.
This year we haven’t had any mishaps with spray paint (We didn’t let him have any.) but he did try to lick all of the hay bales. It’s hard to tell a cow they can’t lick hay but have to use it as decoration. Using hay as decorating material???!!!??? It does not compute in a cows brain.
What we did find is that Mr. C. Cow does a wonderful job of carrying equipment around. He, also, is really handy with an electric drill. If there was things to drill he was there like some sort of Halloween decorating super hero.
We can’t wait to see how everyone loves this years haunted trail. Mr. C. Cow is especially excited as he is planning on dressing as a human being. I’m not exactly sure how he’s going to pull this off but I’m curious to see how he does. Hopefully Mr. C. Cow doesn’t lick any hay bales while people are watching.
This is a REAL thing that is put on every year at Twin Lakes State Park in Virginia. (Click on the park name for their webpage and more info about the park.) Mr. C. Cow and I HIGHLY recommend that you visit if you are in the area. We help out/go every year and it’s always a lot of scary fun!
It runs from October 21st-22nd 2016.
The trail is open from 6pm-10pm Friday And Saturday
There is also a fall festival to go with the haunted trail on Saturday October 22nd that runs from Noon-4pm. It’s a great thing to take smaller children to that don’t want to get scared by the haunted trail.
I would like to give a big thank you to those that work really hard each year to put this on. Thank you!
There is a Friends Of Twin LakesFacebook page you can check out as well if you have any questions or would like to stay informed.
We stopped in the middle of nowhere for dinner last night. If we would have had a different food choice we might have turned around as soon as we saw the parking lot. There were people that looked dead drunk just laying around all willy nilly. Not only were they just blocking the parking lot they were laying all over the cars too. I don’t know why no one bothered to call the law as this was an extremely rude thing for them to do! There also seemed to be a deer by the front door that might have had some sort of rabies or skin fall off disease. Someone needs to call the law and a vet!
As soon as we stepped in it was obvious to us that someone was not following legal food regulations. If they even had a permit to serve food I would be amazed! There was some sort of meat on the floor behind the counter. The sink looked like something wasn’t allowing it to drain. There was no hand washing signs and we highly doubted that anyone had used any sort of sanitizer on anything. Mr C. Cow is never one to pass up a meal but even he didn’t want to try anything that could possibly have some sort of cross contamination going on. If that wasn’t the worst there was actually a guy sleeping on the counter. On the counter! What kind of establishment lets someone sleep on the counter?
To make things worse there was no staff in the restaurant. No cooks. No waitresses. Not even a bus boy attempting to clean up stacks of dirty dishes. We were starting to suspect that those people that were laying around the parking lot were the staff. Mr. C. Cow pulled out his little notepad and made note of the lack of staff as well as the potential food hazards just waiting to happen around the diner. I think someone is going to get a strongly worded letter about the state of this place.
I think we’ll pass on even a glass of water and eat a box of crackers in the camper till we find another place to stop. One can’t be too careful!