Nature is just one of God’s many blessings. My last encounter with nature was one of my favorites. It all happened in September on Cumberland island. Billy, Tim, and I had decided to go do some late night fishing. When we got to the dock we realized we had forgotten the hooks. I agreed to be the person that went back to camp for hooks. In the daytime the walk to camp was relaxing and the nature was beautiful and peaceful ,but at night the path felt ten times longer and the sound of animals in the bushes was not peaceful. I managed to make it to camp without being attacked by an unseen animal. At camp I grabbed the hooks and some chocolate. I then began my journey back. The first part of the path was fairly quiet with the occasional noise of a lizard rustleing some leaves around. As I reached the midpoint of the path I heard something huge making noise in the bushes. I was scared I froze up for what felt like a minute. I began pointing my flashlight toward the noise hoping to see the animal or at least the glow of its eyes. I didn’t see anything but I kept looking and then it ran out across the path and I saw that it was just an armadillo. After feeling relieved I began running as fast as I could to reach the end of the path. I think that was the fastest I’ve ever ran. I shortened a ten minute walk to a one minute run ,but I thought all the fear was worth it after reeling in two sharks.
