Snow Campout

Trevon's scout group recently went on a snow campout. It would certainly not be something that I would enjoy doing but they sure had fun! Richard is one of the leaders over his age and it is nice that they get to do things together. Here is Trevon setting up camp.

Here they are trying to stay warm. The mother in me really comes out in this picture and I want to say, "Where are your shoes & socks?"
Oh, here they are. Drying their socks on the fire.

Uh huh, this is what happens when you put your sock to close to the fire. My dad always calls them Geacons inplace of Deacons. Pretty fitting in this case, dont you think?

Trevon & friends

It's funny when you get around fire, everyone seems to lose track of time and you could just sit there for hours staring at the fire and talking. I do love that about camping.

They got to go sledding. Here they are climbing back up the hill.

Notice that Trevon is knee deep in the snow. Brigham has lost one of his shoes, is walking on his pantleg and carrying his shoe. Geacons, I tell you.

Some of the group.

Trevon lost his shoe in one of the trek's back up the mountain.

Here it is full of snow.

Richard getting ready to go down.

They built a wall for a snow ball fight I think. Trevon holding the white flag probably so his dad wouldn't clobber him with snowballs.

They realized in the morning that they had set up their tent right on top of a little stream. If you click on the picture you can see it better. See what I mean about the Geacons.

This is Bro. Morris, Trevon's scoutmaster. He does a great job!