Ouzinkee

This last week was our week to spend in Ouzinkee kayaking with the local kids. 

However due to the plague and counselors leaving (another was told by her doctor she needed to return home because of her perpetual illness) and a whole list of other circumstances we didn’t go for the planned amount of time. 

We only went for four days.

It also rained everyday, which doesn’t mix well with my camera so I only took pictures one time while we were on a hike to the Sourdough Flats.  On our way we picked up a mascot that tagged along for the rest of the hike.

Milton W. Sprockett

I think the wife was sweet on that dog.

We had a great time kayaking and building fires with the kids.  They were amazing; they finished an entire bag of marshmallows in less than ten minutes and they were only given one marshmallow at a time.  The ten-minute binge accounted for the time it took to roast the marshmallows, build smores and eat them. 

Like I said, they were amazing.

Our last night was spent at the local high school gym (where you can’t wear shoes) playing scatter ball.  Scatter ball is a modified version of dodge ball where there are no teams and no sides. If you get hit with a ball you have to sit down, but if the ball rolls to you, you are allowed to throw it at people who are still standing. If you are still running around and you pick up the ball you have to throw the ball before you can move.  If you don’t get the rules just remember that there are not supposted to be teams, but often times there are alliances formed.

We started playing keeping track of how many games we had won.  Mr. F, the leader of the group said the first person to win seven games was the winner.  So, I did.  My closest competitor had won four games, but Mr. F then said let’s play to ten.  I was okay with that, but when I won my eighth game the rules were suddenly changed to everyone against me.  That was okay, I was able to win nine games, and eventually I won my tenth, but it wasn’t easy. 

I will admit that my celebration could have earned me a Sore Winner Award.

After the celebration we kept playing scatter ball, but now it was once again everyman for himself and I was not allowed to add victories.

I even got a trophy of sorts.

Sore Winner Award

I though I actually ripped the skin off of my toe, but luckily it just turned out to be the largest blood blister I have ever had or seen.

The group of counselors we went with made this trip very enjoyable (especially after crushing the in scatter ball), we spent many hours feasting and talking of God, our homes and ourselves. 

What a wonderful trip!

We didn’t even have to spend every night working for nothing (if you don’t get the joke read about our trip last year)

The trip would have been perfect if I hadn’t left my wallet at the mission in Ouzinkee.