
One of my Counselors and I took our young men out on a camping trip this past Remembrance Day weekend. For a slice of nostalgia, Clint Maucieri, who is in the Stake Young Men's Presidency, came along as well. Originally the plan was to do a two-nighter, but none of us leaders could get the Friday off of work, so we downgraded to a one-nighter. We went out to Maclean Creek out by Bragg Creek, and stayed at a campsite there. We didn't get out there until it was already dark, but camp went up quick and the fire was easily started. We had our dinner and then we had a fireside centered on Remembrance Day that the young men had organized. I spoke a little about both my Grandfathers who were Veterans, one served in the RAF during WW2, and one in the Army during the Korean War. We ended the night with some hot chocolate, one of the boys killed a mouse, and we hit the sack about midnight. It was a cold night, but we had them packed in their tents pretty tight, so nobody froze.

Next morning we had a pancake breakfast that the boys are still sore about. Despite a theme based on remembering, the syrup was forgotten, and peanut butter proved a poor substitute. After breakfast we hiked. One of the boys discovered a beaver skeleton not long after he stepped in it. He was pretty sure the beaver might still have had a bit of life left in him, so he kept the skull as a trophy to his kill. After lunch we spent the rest of the day playing various versions of "Capture the Flag", but the big hit was a game called "Camouflage". In this game, one boy turns his back to the woods and counts to 30 with his eyes closed while everyone else runs and hides. After the count is up, he turns around, and without moving from his station, he tries to spot as many hiders as he can. After he's found as many as he can, he turns around again with his back to the woods, yells "Camouflage!", and counts to 25 with his eyes closed. Everyone who's left hiding has to run up and touch him and then run back and hide again. When the count is done, he turns around and tries to pick out everyone he can again. This process repeats itself, the count getting progressively shorter and thus the hiding spots getting progressively worse, until everyone is found. The boys got really into it and some got pretty good at the hiding bit. We played until it was almost dark and time to go home.

I enjoyed my time out there, it's easy to forget sometimes how beautiful this area of the world can be and how peaceful life can seem in nature. I took a few pictures out there, nothing overly scenic, mostly just the group that went out.