Got to spend a few days at scout camp with the troop. We went to “Camp Pioneer” in central Oregon this time. Cool place, much smaller than the other summer camps in the council. But it was great. The lake was nice. Eric and I won a scoutmaster canoe race where we had to keep jumping out of the canoe, switch ends and climb back in every time the official blew his whistle. He probably did this to us 7 or 8 times during the race. We got pretty efficient at jumping out, swimming to the other side and climbing in simultaneously. Good times. Then the next morning we had the “Polar Bear Swim” at 6:00 am. Brave scouts and a few of us crazy scoutmasters went to the dock and jumped in. We had to come up, scream “Good morning camp Pioneer!” as loud as possible, then sing the “Fuzzy Wuzzy” song. Funny thing was, I thought the water was much more bearable than standing on the dock in the cold morning. I didn’t want to get out of the water! It’s fun to go to camp and re-live some scout memories with the boys. The scouting program really did make a profound difference in my life as a young person. It’s nice to at least give ‘something’ back by helping out.
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