Camping

I like to camp. I like Scouts. When we go camping with the scouts, double the fun. On this last Friday, we did just that. My mom drove Dunn and I to the church at 5:00 p.m. with our pre-prepared monkey bread ( I love you mom) and then we drove up with the scouts to Meramac park. That night we cooked up our tinfoil dinners, and for dessert monkey-bread was the star of the show. On friday we had unusually warm winter weather, but on Saturday it got real cold. After our hike and lunch, something new happened. As brother Schuck puts it, 'It was unanimous. I said, "We're all packed up, we could either goof around or go home," and they all said go home. It was too cold.'