We arrived at the church a bit later than usual at 6. We saved the formalities and went on to embark on the long road ahead of us. The drive was not that long compared to others but still a lengthily ride of roughly 3 hours with traffic up to the site. Due to our late departure we got to the cabin at 10 and by that time we through our bags under the bunks and went to bed in the commodity of a heated and insulated cabin.

The wakeup was lazy since Mr. Bludgus’s wife had already prepared a weird cheesy egg concoction for breakfast. Cleanup was easy giving us amble time to get ready for the day before us. Everyone was unaware that there was a opening flag ceremony so no one brought their class A’s. As we marched out like bums huddled in our winter coats trying to hide the lack of formal dress but it wasn’t fooling anyone. To our surprise no one else had a class A anyway so the leadership gave us no trouble. The troop that ran the program raised the flags as we went off back to the cabin so we could plan the day. Before we could go inside however the adults told us to teach little Perkison to make a fire. After fiddling with damp wood and a lighter for half an hour the adults said “Enough!” and sent Isaac to make a fire. Afterwards we hiked up to the rifle range because everyone had 20 free rounds. We did that for awhile along with playing volleyball until we could go on the main event. We all were skeptical of the waterfall hike expecting a puddle over some pebbles to be the “waterfall” but to our surprise after climbing down the steepest trail ever we found a slightly frozen over waterfall. Everyone gathered for picture and hung around for a bit before we had to go back for lunch. Lunch was the best meal I have ever had camping, maybe even ever. Lunch was meatballs that Mr. Bludgus’s wife made along with some pulled pork but the tomato sauce was to die for paired with the perfectly cooked meatballs. But alas, like all good things, eventually it was over. So we went back over to the rifle range to shoot our last 10 rounds and play more volleyball along with a rare activity called tomahawk throwing. Most people didn’t do very well accept for Isaac who got 5 tomahawks on the target. As nightfall approached we headed back to the adults watching some old Little Rascals in the cabin. I was alright because I wanted a little power nap until everyone else said it was too boring so Anthony popped on a Looney tunes disc. He attentively watched it until after some time turned it off so the adults had a table to make diner with. After dinner we had to go to a closing ceremony which was pretty boring but it wasn’t until 9 so we had an hour to lounge around until Anthony turned on one of the terrible Star Wars prequels on to the sighing of everyone, which didn’t end till lights out.

Sunday we just cleaned up and got out of there quickly so we could get home and avoid traffic.