Camping
This past weekend I went on a camping trip with my kid brother and our old Scout troop (he’s an assistant Scoutmaster); it was surprisingly fun—enough so that I’m interested in helping them out more often. We’d a great time, what with snow, hiking, campfires and so forth. The mountains were just beautiful; it really struck me that I’m lucky to live in such a state, and that I ought to get out much more often. Maybe this summer I’ll take a look at camping on the weekends or something.
