Emma , 12Beautiful views everywhere while the golden sun is beaming down on you. The sound of the crackling bacon fat makes your face light up as you devour your breakfast with your favourite people around you. You hear the sound of birds, chatter, silence. It’s hot even with the cool breeze blowing softly on your face. You head to the numbingly cold waterhole. Searching for the worn out rope-swing hanging on the tree. Climbing along the slippery rocks with the water trickling past. Made it, off you go swinging on the rope. Splash! You head back to your tent with the golden glow of sun on the horizon.