I’m going camping with some church friends at Fall Creek Falls this weekend. Last year we had about 30 or so to go….maybe more. I couldn’t keep up. Usually not too much happens. We usually sit around and solve all the problems with whatever is wrong with the world/church/life and vow to make things better. We do have a rule that whatever is said at camp stays at camp.
It’ll be cold this weekend. Lows of 50 some nights. We’re bundling up and taking some hot chocolate. The problem with hot chocolate is that it is usually too hot to begin with, so you end up burning the roof of your mouth when you first drink it.
I’m glad to be going. I enjoy the comraderie. I’m not necessarily looking forward to the cold showers that seem to plague us.