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On Wednesday, and for the next few mornings, we found ourselves waking to the harmonious sound of senior patrol’s shrill commands of camp preparation and time management instructions. By noon we weathered the changing of the guard as Mr. Rodgers departed to welcome Mr. R. and Mr. S. to the leadership circle joining Ms. K. who, by some miracle, was still alive. :)
At lunchtime, in an effort to improve our collaborative momentum we cheerfully worked to the familiar sounds of shared musical selections to include genres from modern country, indie pop, rap, alternative, musical numbers, christian rock, electronica and even some 80s and 90s music for the rest of us. Evening cleanups began to become a bit more hectic as after dinner classes commenced, to include the endless fishing, fishing, fishing and then some more fishing. Don’t bears love the smell of fresh fish??? Hmmm.
Of special note, Wednesday evening heralded in the overnight wilderness campout at the legendary Chambers Hollow preceded by a spaghetti, meatballs and salad dinner.
Our three brave scouts ventured to join the other 20 survivalists on the
overnight journey in the woods with nothing but the clothes on their backs,
rain coats and space blankets. We wished them well despite
the fact they were greeted with a downpour of torrential rain which
did not let up till the waking hours -just in time for them to become
castaways for the next morning Pirate’s Breakfast!
Our three brave scouts ventured to join the other 20 survivalists on the
overnight journey in the woods with nothing but the clothes on their backs,
rain coats and space blankets. We wished them well despite
the fact they were greeted with a downpour of torrential rain which
did not let up till the waking hours -just in time for them to become
castaways for the next morning Pirate’s Breakfast!
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