My step father has always been an outdoorsman. As a child, he was hunting, fishing, hiking, and doing anything outside. Since a young age, his love for the outdoors was passed down to me. For over thirty years, my step father and his family have owned a hunting camp along the water on the central coast of Maine. When I was growing up, we would go up and spend all day outside exploring and doing many different activities. For the past five years, the camp has fallen by the way side and left to deteriorate. In the winter and spring of 2018, my step father and I returned to the property to do some clean up. Each time I returned to the camp, more memories would come flooding back and the difference between my memories and the reality I was seeing was incredibly different. This project is an examination of the physical traits of the property in combination of my memories.