Human Projectiles and Other Camp Zaniness..

Ah what a great weekend. Then again, any weekend back the camp's better than no weekend at all. It was a weekend of surprising firsts as well. You guys might want to write this one in on a calendar 'cause on saturday, january 13th, Liss actually caught something for the first time I can remember. Her catching's so bad it has been a big ongoing joke for years. I lost all train of thought when it happened too, it was like a freeze frame moment out of, "Chariots of Fire." I could even almost hear the music. Another first? You know he's exhausted when Mitchell goes to bed last night at 8:30pm. Mind blowing, that is!

I'll leave the details as to who got where at what times up to Liss on the camp blog but there was one detail in particular that has to be left up to me as it was another, "life flashing before my eyes," event. Well, not quite that bad but lumber was definately flying before my eyes.

Winter time at the camp's always lots of fun. The sixteen layers (eh Scott) aren't always as fun or the trips it usually takes to get everything back there by sled (attached to bikes or snowmobiles) can be a little trying but when you have a great weekend that allows you to drive right in to the camp, anything's possible. Friday night was just such an example.

Since it wasn't snowy enough to need the snowmobile, the bike was brought. The Skidd's have a sled that allows you to stand on the back, like you're driving a team of dogs. I love getting on that thing even though it's not as much fun with the runners on it, ya can't quite, "crack the whip," like you used to. We loaded up with Darcy driving, me on the back of the sled and Scott and Liss on his bike.

We started out leading but of course, a bike pulling a trailer goes much slower than a bike not pulling a trailer. First opportunity, Scott had enough and passed, laughing the whole way. This is an ongoing battle between Scott and Darcy. Personally, I think they do it to see who can get the other riled up more.

Going, "Round back," seemed like such a good idea at the time. The trail's weren't overly broken but the bikes were pulling along fine. With Scott and Liss further up the trail, we were climbing speed and going along at around 40km/h. I know I've had a couple of posts on here about stopping in the blink of an eye, well this is right up there with them.

Everything's going splendidly and I'm having a blast until, "Ka-pow," we then came to a dead stop... well, the sled did anyways. As I was flying through the air (a la Superman) wondering where the hell the sled is... in front of me, all I see is the bike going with the bar that hooks the sled to it and a few bits of lumber. After Darcy and I laughed 'til it hurt, Liss and Scott came back across the brook to find that all hell had broken loose. I don't know how they didn't hear us howling like buffoons. Needless to say, the sled wasn't moving for the rest of the weekend.



Unfortunately, the cold weather we were supposed to get on sunday, settled in saturday evening. So fortunately for us, that kept outdoor activities to a minimum, which was probably for the best anyways. We migrated indoors and had a dandy time with some sing alongs and preying on the innocent. We had Andy (Tracy's man) join us for his first camp adventure with us. Hopefully we didn't scare the guy off too bad with our vulture ways. He seemed to be having a good time. Even while sleeping he kept us entertained with the loudest and craziest snoring I've ever heard. I'm glad I no longer hold the title... thanks Andy!

On to some random pictures of the weekend. This one was taken for Dean who always asks how the camp road was. Even used my new tripod for ya, good buddy!



Now this thing's really strange. This isn't the first time we've seen it. It takes on a humanoid shape. Dunno, must have something to do with the drafts along that outer window or something.



Some party pictures. This one's of the girls who were the official, "Shaker and Woo Woo," section. Jake was there, even though you can't see him. He wasn't much for the party after the guitar took over his bed...



I love this picture. I have no idea what song we were doing but the girls really do seem to be getting into it...



Now this next picture's not supposed to see the light of day and I'm quite sure I'll be made to regret posting it in the future but hey, it's too funny to not share with the rest of the world. Check out the look on Darcy's face...



Darcy decided he wanted to have a go at the shaking and that's just what he was doing on either side of my head as this picture was taken...



Of course, no camp weekend would be complete without pictures of the most photographed dog in the world. Those Weimariner dogs got nothing on Jake. Here's Jake all peeved that the guitar's on his bed. It was too funny, he wouldn't even look at it...



He finally gets the bed to himself...



This one we were trying to get him off the bed and he really didn't want to come so he was crawling along. The look on his face is such a typical Jake look, he's so expressive...



Apparently we weren't exciting enough for him...



After all the blackmail pictures, I thought I'd include a nice one of the girls even though Tracy thought she looked like a floating head I think we look just fine...



This picture's just too funny, sorry Andy. Needless to say, Tracy wasn't in bed and Andy rolled over to find Jake in her place...



That pretty much sums up the weekend's events in a nutshell. We finally figured out how to get our breakfasts. Take advantage of the drunks with the munchies the night before. Thanks Darcy, it was delicious.

'Til next time...