Went camping for the first time at age 1 month and have been camping every year since. Typically, I go to the U.P. just off of Lake Superior. I can't tell you how beautiful and remote it is, but I'm sure I'm being biased here.
Some great memories there. Some memories really stand out! My mom, brother and me went for a hike. My dad couldn't because he had broke his leg just before vacation. We knew enough to stay on the trails, but there was another factor present that was fighting us. At the head of the trail was a wooden DNR sign that showed the trail and the general idea of what you were going to be hiking. What we didn't know is, the sign was wrong!
We spent 10 hours hiking, sometimes in the rain on a trail that DIDN'T loop. Instead it just kept going to the West. After about 4-5 hours and we hit Lake Superior and the thunderstorm, we knew we were in trouble. Wet and exhausted, we didn't know if we should go to the west or east. We deceided it would be best to just go back from where we hiked from. Another 5 hours though! About half way back coming down a hill, my mom's knee locked up. Now I had to walk with her with my arm around her to help support her.
My father is going nuts at this time we know for certain. He's been coming to this area since he was a little boy and knows the threat of bears in this area.
We send my brother ahead of us, basically jogging, so that he can tell our father what's going on.
We make it out eventually, wet, tired, hungry and my dad wanting to spank all of us

My mom writes to the DNR a long letter about of plight and they respond saying that they KNEW of this sign error, but lacked the funds to correct it. Anyway...with the help of my mom's letter, new signs were made and posted. We had to take a group picture of all of us in front of it the following year. We PAID for that sign!
So I vowed to never be put in a situation like that again, and so began this survival and being prepared journey. Thanks for all you help and company!