Every year I take a camping trip by myself; after this trip, I can never go back

I found the place on accident about five years ago when my mom forced me to go on a camping trip with some of the kids from church. After much negotiating, I agreed to go camping, as long as I could bring one of my own friends along. After some more negotiating, my mom agreed to let us go in a separate car, instead of in the church van, and we drove to the campsite.
We ended up getting lost but eventually arrived at a very nice campsite with beautiful cabins, only to find out that the campsite that we were supposed to be at, was a few miles up the road and nowhere near as nice. I only ended up having to go that one year, because of an accident that resulted in the trip getting canceled.
Anyway, a few years after that hell of a camping trip, I was remembering the nicer area that we had found. That