Yesterday, when I visited the ranger station, I was taken aback. The whole station was unkempt and grown over. The window in the door frame seemed to have been forcefully broken, although I can’t imagine who, or what, would find the need to break into a ranger station. As far as I can tell, the place only holds a few maps and a front help desk. When I pulled on the door, it opened with a groan and a good amount of effort. The room was empty and the air was stale, but nothing noticeable was missing or out of place. Although today I didn’t learn anything more about my situation, I had a wrenching feeling in my gut. Maybe I shouldn’t be here.
– Cecil B.