Lost Lake.

Lost Lake

I'm kind of in awe of Kate Holman, who owns this whole, huge wilderness estate. She's obviously loaded. Why would she want to spend her time and so much money on people like us from juvenile detention?

Well, I'm going to make the best of it. Everywhere you look there are heavily wooded mountain slopes, streams, wetlands filled with exotic plant life and water creatures. I like it here and - though I'll never tell anyone this - I already know I'm going to hate to go back to DC or Virginia.

All my trouble is back there.

Anyway, Kate has warned us about roaming bears, but they gave us all bear bells to wear when we hike or camp out. That's supposed to warn the bears that we're around and they run off. Also, Grady, the groundskeeper, says, "If you don't bother them, they won't bother you."

I really hope the bells help and Grady is right.

It is beautiful here, but you don't have to go far into the wilderness before you realise you can get lost, lost, lost, and they may never find you.