As you might have guessed, we enjoy scouting as a family. So when the campout rolled around, we decided it was warm enough for Henry to go along. Heading out on Friday afternoon, Pack 265 invaded Hanging Rock State Park.
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| Home sweet home. Our site was also the camp kitchen, since Brant helps with most of the meals. |
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| Camp kitchen, very convenient too, with Henry |
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| Henry and his buddy C, one of the Tiger's big sisters |
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| A Saturday morning hike to the lake |
Later Saturday afternoon, we took a hike with a a park ranger. While we were there, we had a rare to the park animal sighting
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| The ranger couldn't identify it at first, but later decided it was a baby mink |
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| Listening to the ranger |
The hike went down to one of the waterfalls. We enjoyed looking down into it. Even Mommy, it's not that high. Brant was a bit irritated with me because I wouldn't let him climb on some rock formations. I wish I wasn't like that. But I am.
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| Pensive scout. |
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| Measuring the water's depth |
Where were Daddy and Henry? Back at the campsite...taking a nap. Soon it was time to prep for dinner, and the boys had a shadow puppet craft to work on while it was cooking.
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| Some of the dads supervised. |
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| Henry learned fire safety from Cubmaster Julie. |
While it rained Saturday night, we still got some popcorn popped and some S'mores made. It was a great, but a bit chilly, weekend. And it reinforced to us how much we love camping!
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