No hotdogs were killed in the making of the rainy camp weekend, but Curly still pronounced that we both smelled like hot dogs when we got home. After my long-awaited shower, I went for some snuggle time with him and I got the quote above.
The weekend really went pretty well. Got to the campsite around 10 pm, it was not raining but had been earlier, pretty wet. Helped set up scout camp, then pitched my tent and made sure Pinky's group had their's pitched as well. Late to bed but didn't help my attempt at sleep, as I mostly listened to rain hit the tent. Saturday morning after breakfast, we got the word that MO Water Patrol had closed the river. Lots of rain in the past week, river was very high and very fast. The boys had been warned there was a chance of this, and they took it really well. We gave them option of going to town, visiting a fish hatchery and some other things, but they opted to stay at the camp area. I inwardly groaned at the thought of hanging out there with no planned acitivites for an entire day, but in the end it was fine. They had a big project on a hill by camp diverting a mini-creek to an area away from our tents, they hunted for crawdads in a bigger creek and out by the river, some of them swam in frigid ponds of overflow area, and late in the afternoon we convinced the campsite to let us use one canoe in the same area to show the first year scouts some canoe techniques. That's Pinky practicing his skills with one of the other dads. Notice the road leading into the pond, and the sign on the tree warns of flash floods. Yeah, the river was a little high. I did get wet this weekend, but not in the way I was dreading. While my selfish side was a little relieved, I have to say I wish for the boys' sake they'd been able to go out on the river. However, they managed to have a blast just being boys, getting wet and muddy, running wild. It was kind of cool to sit back and watch. Had a good time getting to know the adults a little better as well. Saturday night it poured, sometimes torrential. Tent held up, stayed pretty dry. Packed it up and headed home today.
Exhaustion is setting in, off to bed.
The weekend really went pretty well. Got to the campsite around 10 pm, it was not raining but had been earlier, pretty wet. Helped set up scout camp, then pitched my tent and made sure Pinky's group had their's pitched as well. Late to bed but didn't help my attempt at sleep, as I mostly listened to rain hit the tent. Saturday morning after breakfast, we got the word that MO Water Patrol had closed the river. Lots of rain in the past week, river was very high and very fast. The boys had been warned there was a chance of this, and they took it really well. We gave them option of going to town, visiting a fish hatchery and some other things, but they opted to stay at the camp area. I inwardly groaned at the thought of hanging out there with no planned acitivites for an entire day, but in the end it was fine. They had a big project on a hill by camp diverting a mini-creek to an area away from our tents, they hunted for crawdads in a bigger creek and out by the river, some of them swam in frigid ponds of overflow area, and late in the afternoon we convinced the campsite to let us use one canoe in the same area to show the first year scouts some canoe techniques. That's Pinky practicing his skills with one of the other dads. Notice the road leading into the pond, and the sign on the tree warns of flash floods. Yeah, the river was a little high. I did get wet this weekend, but not in the way I was dreading. While my selfish side was a little relieved, I have to say I wish for the boys' sake they'd been able to go out on the river. However, they managed to have a blast just being boys, getting wet and muddy, running wild. It was kind of cool to sit back and watch. Had a good time getting to know the adults a little better as well. Saturday night it poured, sometimes torrential. Tent held up, stayed pretty dry. Packed it up and headed home today.
Exhaustion is setting in, off to bed.
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