On July 8, I drove to Findlay State Park, just a little southwest of Cleveland. It was a decent place, about 20 minutes south of the freeway. On the way, I passed through the town of Oberlin, home of Oberlin College. This detail is entirely unremarkable except for the fact that I vaguely recall receiving one of their brochures when I was a senior in high school. I know you are all incredibly uninterested in that fact, so let's move on.
Findlay State Park was a decent place, with lots of tall trees.
My stay was fairly uneventful, until I was attempting to go to sleep and was surprised to suddenly hear a horrendously vicious snarling sound right outside my tent. Then I heard a kid yell, "That's a raccoon! Let's get the fuck out of here!" Next I heard the sound of two kids on bicycles getting the fuck out of there, and the raccoon calmed down.
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