Peter drove slowly down the dirt road towards the camp in his black, shining, new Jeep Rubicon. He had bought it especially for this trip, having never really spent much time in the outdoors before. He wasn't quite sure why his father had wanted him to come to this camp so much, but apparently his father had had the time of his life here - "time to make you a man, son" as he had said too.<br/><br/>The back of the Jeep was filled with brand spanking new camping gear, all top of the line. He wasn't quite sure what to expect here, his father hadn't been too specific about anything, so he had decided it was best to come as prepared as he could. He had a nice new 2 person tent (which he had no intention of sharing with anyone), hiking backpack, sleeping bag- the whole nine yards. He figured there would be some hiking and camping (isn't that the sort of thing you did at Camp?) so that should cover it all.<br/><br/>He didn't like the prospect of being 1 of a dozen other people all thrown together by fate. Nor did he like the prospect of going with out a computer for over a week. But he was keeping his mind open to the possibilities out here. Get a little cultured, he had told himself. He soon passed through the sign for the Camp, knowing it would only be a minute or two more before he reached the main camp ground. At least he had his GPS!