- The sun cooked 'em (heat index of over 104)
- And burned 'em (everyone had some lobster spots)
- The bugs ate 'em (average bug bites per leg over 20)
- Mother Nature soaked 'em (rain on Wednesday and Saturday)
Encampment 2009 was "Fantastic"! (as Jack would say).
As the saying goes. "Leave only footprints, and take nothing but memories". We left footprints:
- On the Disc Golf courses ["Dude, good times"]
- At the range (way to go Robinhood Chris and Tristin)
- At the Merit Badge classes [the Deacons each worked on 3-4 MBs, my favorite was watching Matt D. dance his fly fishing rod like a pro],
- At the beach watching the cardboard and duct tape boats sink with their passengers
- At the climbing tower [but don't touch the black ones, they burn your hands - Daniel]
- Footprints in the night to help a neighbor take down his tent while he's a sleep - Matt C.
- To the shower that was stuck on the coldest setting - can you say "refreshing"?
- At the secret lodge where we snuck in for some air conditioned games of Perudo [you gotta' get out of the heat] and wood carving - Tristin
