On Friday, he and his boys biked 25 miles to a campsite, slept under the stars, and then biked 25 miles back home.
Here's a pic of Mike before... and the whole group after... :)


I had the pleasure of picking the boys up at the end of their trip to take them back to the church. There was quite a bit of complaining about sore tushies. Even Scoutmaster Mike was walking and sitting gingerly as he had not seriously ridden a bike in over several years, and hadn't even ridden his bike casually in over one. A word of advice, if you don't want to have to use Desetin after your bike ride, apply Vaseline liberally before!
Apparently during the camping/ sleeping part there were some interesting run-ins with the local fauna. Mike and several young men slept out under the stars... Well, Mike did until racoons started to play with his feet. After kicking the racoons, and slapping at the mosquitos, he called it quits and set up his one-man tent.
One of the boys spent the car-ride back to the chapel complaining about sleeping on gravel. His troop-mates not so gently reminded him that he chose the location for his sleeping bag and it's not their fault he chose to sleep on the gravel.
Finally, after listening to 5 minutes of complaints about sore tushies and racoons, I told the young men quite emphatically... "Here, stuff a cookie in your mouth and stop complaining." It worked!
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