Saturday Night's Alright (For Sleeping)

Day 2

As always with Troop 820, things haven’t quite gone in accordance with our original plans. After a quick blessing from Reverend Eli of Lakeside Presbyterian Church, who was kind enough to take time out of his day to offer his prayers to us, we set off on I-75 (although we would switch to an east-bound road later). Although in comparison with previous summer trips things have gone quite well, it goes without saying that we’ve had our share of troubles, most notably a sudden flat tire on Dr. C’s car. With some swift action, Luke and Mike were able to fix the car while Mr. Z took some lovely photos of them hard at work. Oh, don’t worry, he helped change the tire too. In fact, he and the other two adults were quite proud of themselves as we drove away on four sets of good wheels, only to receive a slightly embarrassing blow when they discovered that a convenient tire shop was hardly a quarter of a mile down the road. But despite the half-hour spent on the side of the highway fixing the car, the drive was quite a memorable one and several stops were made for sight-seeing. Several more were made due to the weak bladder of a certain scout who will remain unnamed for the present. Some fantastic photographs were taken at these various stops; these are posted to be shared. We checked in last night at about 8:00 and were greeted quite warmly by the couple who jointly run our camping grounds; they professed a strong liking for the Boy Scouts and were more than happy to have us here. The campsite they are allowing us to use is very nice, albeit a few annoying pests (and by that I mean actual insects; it is not a metaphor for certain overly-hyper Scouts). All slept well on the first night; we had hot dogs cooked by master chef Will at about 10:30 – bit of a late dinner, I know – and we were long asleep by 11:00. All slept well, despite a dull growling coming from the tent adjacent to mine. It was either my dad or a bear, and although it sounded more like the latter, past experience tells me that it was the former. It also rained a little bit at about 4:00, but that’s nothing for veteran scouts as we. We’ve braved worse before, maelstroms of every shape and size including snowstorms, windstorms, and thunderstorms. A little rain never hurt anybody… right??? Well anyway, everyone is up and moving and we’re heading off to Harper’s Ferry within the next five minutes. That’s what Dr. C says, but then again he also said that half an hour ago. Oh well. No rush. Keep it real.



Louie