- The campsite host informed us that we could only camp there if we were members of the human race. Apparently, we looked questionable.
- 4-6 coyote's were howling in the distance, but we stood our ground. Look at our muscles.
- Adam, Stacey, and I assembled two tents in complete darkness. We then carried the assembled tents to our site - also after sundown. This was very stupid on our part, but we had no choice.
- Our party was just getting started at about 1:30am, when we were silenced by the shouting from nearby tents. The natives were restless. The loud voice told us to "Shut the !@#$% UP!", because we were "acting like kids". We obliged. Actually, we didn't know anyone was that close to us.
- Rising early, it took all of us to prepare breakfast over the fire in the morning: eggs, bacon, cinnamon rolls (not over the fire), and orange juice.
- Our relaxing adventure concluded with some extreme badmitten (yes, extreme), acoustic worship songs, and a stop for ice cream in Kickapoo. The whole weekend was great.
We Were Acting Like Kids
Last night, the Fullvolume band went on a camping trip. These are our stories ...