- Hey! On to my week at Snow camp. First, I drove 2 and 1/2 hours to Wyoming, my old stomping grounds. Then, I take a long one hour drive with crazy girls, semi-crazy leaders, and others who are more intreverted (like myself), in a large 15 passenger van. Which by the way was driven by a racecar driver. Very crazy ride!
- And now we move onto the part about Bethany Baptist Camp and all the people I arrived with. Ladies first: Lisa, Mattie, Brooke, Stephanie, Heather(my sister), Katie, Bethany,Mrs. Wolcott, and my mother. And for the guys we have: Me(the most important and good-looking, naturally), Sean, Jordan, John, Blake, Gabe, Tyler, Austin, Sam, Mr. Johnson(the aforementioned racecar person),Mr. Wolcott, and Mr. Baker. If you lost count(and I did), that's a lot of people.
- So first, we got set up in a nice warm cabin. Then, we went out in the frigid, icy, cold, snow. And went into the warm, people-filled dining hall. After a good dinner, we had chapel, which included games like "Let's make a deal", "The need for Speed" and other pointless fun.
- After an hour of fun, we got down to the serious stuff. The speaker's name was Tim George. His first message was on Elijah and his "downer" after Mt. Carmel. Pretty much the point was this: Don't think that God can't do something, and don't focus on yourself.
- Then, after chapel, there was several hours of sledding on this ginormous hill. I did that for while, and when I got bored with that, I got into warm clothes and played Apples to Apples with Lisa, Bethany, Mr. Baker and Sean. And after that I went to bed.
- Lessons learned before breakfast: (1) Mr. Baker snores like a chainsaw! (2) Follow and don't turn aside(Check out 2 Samuel 2:18-23)!
- As for breakfast, I learned a lesson there too. DON'T EAT A PANCAKE WITH MAPLE SYRUP, WHIPPED CREAM, CHOCLATE CHIPS, AND POWDERED SUGAR. You will be extremely ill!
- There a little joys in life. Take for example petting a happy dog or opening a new comic book. These acomplish nothing, except a doggish smile and a renewed sense of hilarity. Racing snow buggies is a little joy, that acomplishs nothing except injury or snow on the face. Our snow buggy this year, made completely out of cardboard and ducktape according to Bethany regulations, was the only snow buggy there. Even without the competition, we had a good time, racing our indestructible sled in the shape of the most joyous object on earth: a coffin.
- After snowbuggying we had chapel again, and Mr. George talked out moving to make a difference. He took this lesson from the spot where Johnathan and his armorbearer take on the Philistines alone. Cool story! And then all of our group went upstairs, and "debriefed"(This is a confusing event that would take too long to explain on one single post.)
- Snakes are ugly, thin, reptilian reptiles that bring little to no joy to anyone. But this snake is not ugly(though certain unnamed parties that rode upon it were). This snake is not reptilian(in fact it is made of a conveyor belt). But it is however thin; Thin and extremely fast. This snake is 21 feet long and can hold at least 30 people at a time. Injuries are usually extreme, but we have fun anyway. The snake is undoubtedly the best part of the snow-mayhem.
- After the snake we packed up and rode home. This time on the way home I rode with Mr. Baker in his large DairyTek truck. We covered just about everything from Twiterpation to hell being quote "...a bit warmer". Interesting stuff!
- When, we reached Wyoming I hung around for a few minutes, and then BOOM! we headed for Ithaca.
Hey! So as to what has happened since then, I have been involved with props dept. at LEAH, I have been sick, and I have watched a Miss Marple(That lady is so snoopy!). And that is what is up with me. If you read my blog email me or post a comment. I'm not sure if I'm posting for nothing or not.
4 comments:
Hey scott! i believe the drive was two and a half hours, but times fly when you're playing pointless car games. it was a crazy weekend i'll have to agree. Hopefully see you in marila soon.
I prefer to think I snore like a bulldozer. I forgot about the discussion about "hell be just a bit warmer" Thanks for jogging my memorey.
Mr. B
Thanks for the recap Scott, I appreciated hearing your review of Snow Camp and what you learned on all fronts. You didn't need to remind me of Mr.B's snoring though, I KNOW! Enjoy your writing style - you crack me up! I miss ya Scott!
Mrs. B
Hey did anyone get my use of the word BULLDOZER
I thought it was a rather clever play on the word considering the topic
Mr. BBBB
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