A weekend with my daughters cubscout troop at Cub family weekend. From my perspective it was all pretty terrible. The food was cheap carbs camp food, the camping was open field in the sun. One night sleeping in camp is always trash sleep. Everything felt rushed, and there were so many kids, each kid only got one rotation on the activities. Getting exposure to the activities is the bright spot, fishing, BB gun range, archery range sounds great on paper. But the limited time makes you question if it’s worth it and the hassle. And the fishing gear is always broken. The fourth “activity” was conservation which was 30 minutes of quizzing the scouts on what recycling is, or what a fossil fuel was or what a renewable resource was, followed by 15 minutes of pulling weeds… and then finally three rounds of tug of war. There are so many things you could actually do for conservation with these age of kids to spend most of the rotation talking made no sense to me and a good quarter of the kids are bored and act out with the other half bored but keeping it together. But as I nurse my sunburn and sore muscles. Some of the worst parts are already fading for me. There were parts where the kids complained, sure. But they say they had fun. A certainly moments where I witnessed them having a blast with their friends, so I hope this will become one of those cases where the adults were miserable but the kids were blissfully unaware, so excited to be doing the novel thing. And memories of Dad at campouts will remain. I got my #31days in today and yesterday for sure. The 14 thousand steps today doesn’t do it justice, carrying the pack and my youngest off and on from station to station (he was too tired to walk before, he is now running laps in the house 😂😆) and packing everything in and out.