Scouts: Jacob, Matt, Adam and Montana
Adults: Ms.Bonnevile,Mr. Ningen
Location: Boulder Creek Scout Reservation, Santa Clara Mountains right outside of a town of same name.
Trip Summary: We got there on Friday. Check-in was slow, so we only got to our campsite after dark. We got a staff camp whose only assets were wall tents and water. We ended up using our own tents. We had a taco dinner very late.
The next morning we went to a flags ceremony involving a cannon and announcements before going to stations. We went to a tomahawk station with 3 tomahawks and our own throwing distance, a candle-making station involving wax and water and a trap setting station with small v traps. The rifle station was very slow because of its popularity and bad marksmen whose shots downed the range. When we went to tomahawks, Montana stuck a tomahawk into a wood stump. At archery we hit the target a few times, missed the target other times, and lost an arrow. I would be in trouble before matches were invented because I have a lot of trouble using flint and steel for a fire as did the others but they succeeded once, I always failed with it. They had a bullet making station which was actually watching the bullet maker make bullets and take the finished product. We had soup for lunch.
After lunch we went to rifle again to try shooting as the range had been downed the last time we went to rifle, traps for more practice with traps and Indian lore where we made beaded sliders for our kercheifs and threw more tomahawks and made more candles. We also bought ice cream from the camp. We had a memorable dinner of breaded chicken and carrots and a salad and cobbler/cherry soup.
We then went to a campfire with memorable songs and one about radioactive frogs and meat grinders and an obituary for Bob Keller with a song about a cat with nine lives and a tale of a jelly bean loving bear.
The next day we had the stereotypical end of a camping trip routine, breakfast, pack and sweep.