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BEC: Gray Wolf Pups Revisit Carving at Clayton

Our outing started as all outings do; with an opening circle, however this was an especially fun opening circle. With such a warm and sunny summer there were plenty of stories and memories to share with one another. Trips abroad, time with the family, or just a silly story, everyone had something to bring our circle. After sharing summer highlights, we discussed our plan for the day, what hazards we would encounter along the way, and passed out jobs to help us as we explored Clayton Beach. Enough chatting, time to hit the trail!

Crossing the ever perilous Chuckanut Drive, we dropped down to the main trail and headed for the beach. It felt good to be back out with the Gray Wolf Pups back together hiking down the trail with a full day of exploration ahead of us. The first thing we did when we got to the beach was establish a base camp on a rocky bluff and settle in. Before we got too excited about scurrying on the sandstone or perusing the tide pools, we needed to revisit our Art of Carving skills focus. Gathering as a group we reviewed the safety parameters required for using a knife. Carving technique, awareness of others, and strong focus were some of the main topics we focused on. With our minds refreshed it was time to carve.

Spreading out along the sandstone bluff, each Explorer received two lengths of wood to be carved down into a pair of chopsticks. If some remember this was our initial task last season as well, but for round two of carving the standards have been raised. The Gray Wolf Pups needed to not only make a reasonable attempt at carving chopsticks, but show their ability to create a straight, cylindrical chop stick that tapered and didn’t have any obvious edges. This requires patience, skill, and focus. Many of the boys were grateful for tips from the mentors on how to adjust the angle of their blade: steep angles result in more wood carved, shallower angles less, much like using a planer. Although the mentors were pickier this time around, many of the boys were able to produce quality chopsticks and continued to hone their carving skills and ability to focus. Alas, carving can only compete with Clayton Beach for so long, and now it was time to explore.

After a quick lunch, we reconvened for a group circle to plan out how to spend the second half of the outing. The Gray Wolf Pups needed a little bit of a refresher in our group decision making process, but with a little help from the mentors we Collaborated, Compromised, and came to a Consensus. Each Explorer voiced their opinions, the Tribal Elder offered a few options and we all voted, checked in with the minority, compromised, and developed a plan that everyone agreed with. With a solid game plan we took off to the south to find good climbing rocks. Explorers scurried and scampered up and down the sandstone getting lost in free play and allowing their imaginations to take hold. Some became merchants trading trinkets they found on the beach, others formed small clans and claimed territories along the rocks and back into the forest. Before we knew it, the time to head north to explore a new part of the beach was upon us. With a quick check in the boys decided to stick to their plan and head out.

Just a few hundred yards away, traversing along the rocks due to the rising tide, the Gray Wolf Pups found a whole new beach to get to know. With great climbing, and an incoming tide, everyone was quickly back into free play mode. Whether that meant discovering what lay at the top of the rocks and beyond, or building a wall of sand in a futile attempt to withstand the incoming waters, everyone was having fun. But like they say; time flies when you’re having fun. Time for closing circle.

Circling up for one last time, we shared our gratitude and munched on apple slices. Many were thankful for the pleasant weather and cooling breeze, others appreciated the rocks and all the entertainment they provided. No matter what we were grateful for, across the board we were all happy to have had such a fun day and to be back with our fellow Explorers learning skills, building friendships, and discovering the wonders of the natural world. What a wonderful way to kick off the Fall 2015 Season!


BEC: Daredevils Club hike and build a shelter in the Chuckanuts 

The First Daredevils Club outing fell on the day after one of the largest Summer wind storms ever to occur in bellingham. After the previous days chaos it was an exciting prospect to spend the day hiking through the Chuckanuts looking at the effects of the storm. This season marks a huge change for the Daredevils Club with only four of the explorers returning for the Fall season. Having a small group offers both powers and challenges for explorers and mentors.


We started our day as we always do with an opening circle, setting intentions for the day and swapping stories from the summer. With only six of us we held our circle in a conversational and casual manner. After laying out our day we headed up the lost lake trail. Immediately we began to encounter large downed trees and branches. Tracking which kind of trees had fallen and lost branches was informative to all of us on where not to be in a windstorm.


At the first junction we pulled out the map and asked the boys to find out where we were and where we wanted to go. as the six of us huddled around the map the boys seemed reluctant to speak up and share their thoughts on reading the map. The anonymity that comes with a large group is lost on a group this size and I think the boys felt this as Tim and I continued to ask pointed questions regarding the map. As we talked the boys warmed up and because of the small group size we were able to have a nice lesson on map skills and navigation.


Our earth skills focus this season is shelter building with the intention of building shelters to sleep in at the end of the season. This is an ambitious goal, but one that these boys can be ready for by the end of the season. As we hiked we asked the Daredevils to tell us when they found a suitable spot for a shelter. They were reluctant to build a shelter and showed more enthusiasm for hiking. We continued upward past waterfalls, giant madrona trees, and more tangled debir from the previous day.


Reaching our turnaround point we headed back down the hill in agreement to find a shelter spot on the way down. Toward the bottom of the hill Tim and I spied a good spot for a shelter and led the boys off the trail to investigate. We had a little over an hour left, enough time to build a basic shelter. The boys again were reluctant to take initiative and had a slow start to their shelter. They eventually began to delegate tasks and and got some good work done.


With the day drawing to a close and the Shelter nowhere near completed we sat down and talked about the day. We had a very open conversation about what it was like to be in such a small group. The Daredevils talked about how the heart and soul of the group felt lost with so few of them and how it was hard to find motivation in such small numbers. It was refreshing to hear words put to the quiet and enthusiastic energy Tim and I had been observing all day. We all had a great talk on thinking about ways we could restructure our community for this season and recreate the soul we felt the group had lost. With such a small group we were able to have a very frank conversation about these things and reach some good conclusions about how to move forward.

Throughout this outing we saw both the powers and challenges of having a small group. I am looking forward to the coming season with the Daredevils club and helping them reinvent themselves as a group and community. Thank you Daredevils club for your commitment to the program and willingness to express yourselves in an honest and heartfelt way. Thank You parents for your support of the program, be sure to look at our photo gallery for more pictures from this outing.  



The Branch Hoppers explore Stewart Mountain & the Art of Shelter-Building II

This being their fourth year in Boys Explorers Club, exploring and connecting with the Branch Hoppers is as familiar as coming home. Being the seasoned Explorers that they are, the boys arrived on Sunday adorned in rain gear with high spirits. The Mentors were thankful to hear that no one from the group was seriously impacted by the storm. Circling up it was great to be in the presence of a familiar cohort and hear about summer adventures. Brian informed the group that instead of spending the day by the lake we would be climbing the lower flanks of Stewart Mountain in search of a good place to build shelters and to be sheltered from any hazards leftover from the storm.

On their last outing of the spring 2015 season the Branch Hoppers made a few outing location requests for their upcoming fall season. The group has spoken fondly of a previous excursion to North Lake Whatcom, in early September. Looking out the window Saturday morning with its ominous rain clouds and occasional gusts it was hard to believe this was the same time of year. The previous year’s outing had been sunny and warm as we spent hours swimming on Whatcom’s shore.

As outdoor guides our mentors are continually impressed by the power of the dynamic landscape in which we live. The Saturday before the Branch Hoppers’ outing now marks the strongest pacific summer storm on record for the Whatcom County area. This storm brought wind gusts up to 56 mph and took down large deciduous branches throughout the county. With much of the foliage still on tree limbs, coupled with brittle branches from the seasonal drought, it was indeed the “perfect storm” causing the Explorers Club to cancel all outings. The Boys EC mentoring team would like to thank the Girls Explorers Club and Wild Whatcom team for their quick response and attentiveness to the change in weather patterns and overall commitment to the safety of our Explorers and mentors.

The mentors told the group that the Alevin Explorers, who are only two years older, were scheduled to climb the west side of Mt. Baker on the Ridley Creek Trail. This difficult terrain required multiple creek crossings and unconsolidated riverbanks. Using this scenario as our frame, the group envisioned that they were the Alevin and had decided to go on the outing anyway, crossing the Ridley Creek in the morning only to find that with the heavy rain and debris flow during the day they were now unable to cross it in the evening. This is one of many scenarios in which a day hike can become an overnight survival situation in the blink of an eye. The boys’ task was to search out an ideal shelter location to weather the storm and take shelter until the creek flow decreased.  

As we hiked the boys looked for a safe shelter location. They were searching for a well-drained, mature stand of Cedar and Douglas Fir with relatively abundant amount of debris and downed branches close by. Scanning the landscape our senses attuned the sweet aroma of morning rain that brought a freshness about the landscape. The Sword Ferns had sprung back up with liveliness and Robins called out in song for the abundance of life giving water and the relief of the southerly wind.

Ten minutes into hiking the group came to a junction in the trail. We realized that no one had handed out jobs and there was no Tribal Elder to facilitate a group decision on which way to go. The boys took a vote and those that were the minority graciously offered to follow the rest of the group on the trail to the right. The Branch Hoppers are becoming skilled at considering transition times when there is a need to flex to each other’s needs and ideas in circle. Brain and I are inspired by their growth and maturity in this arena.

Climbing onwards we passed through second growth stands of Cedar and Maple that eventually gave way to a massive power line clearing. Steeping out of the cover of the forest the sky opened up with rain and we retreated under the dense canopy of Cedars. Pulling out some lunch we nestled ourselves under the umbrella like branches of a Western Hemlock. The temperature was warm and all the boys looked refreshed by the rain.

We then turned our attention to our skill for the season, the Art of Shelter-Building II. The group decided that they would first try to build their own shelters in teams without any guidance and then the group would build the frame and base layers of a freestanding shelter together. All the Explorer teams decided to use existing structures as the base of their shelters. The mentors later cautioned that although finding a lean-to under a tree or shrub can be effective time saver in an emergency, trees often drip water down the trunk and finding just the right shelter materials to fit the shape of the tree can be time consuming.

As the boys worked on their shelters half the group really engaged in the process while others attention dwindled. The mentors attributed the groups’ lack of cohesion and focus to the boys’ excitement to see each other and catch up about their hobbies. On one side of the coin, this behavior is exactly what we want for the boys. They have become so comfortable and relaxed in the natural world and amongst their peers that they carry on as though they were hanging out in their living room. Showing a deep sense of connection with place. On the other side of the coin, their cohesion presents issue when mentors are trying to have the Explorers hone in a specific skill and they are interest in following their own agenda.

Recognizing the need for cohesion and change the mentors stopped the shelter construction to play a few rounds of Hungry Hungry Martin to help break up the task. Once our focus had returned the group revisited and constructed the frame and inner workings of a simple, but sturdy freestanding shelter. The group started off with a strong push, but again half the group broke off in side conversations. In the end those that did participate learned a lot about setting up a shelters frame, matting, and insulation.

Our third outing of the season will provide the perfect opportunity and abundance of resource for the boys to learn the about the second step (insulation) and Final step (3 feet of debris!) of the shelter building process. In our closing meeting the mentors shared with the group that we have been tracking their maturity and see it as vital that they as seasoned Explorers deeply know the skills required for wilderness living. This will not only benefit them on day outings and in emergency situations, but on our backing trips that they will all be eligible for come Summer 2016.

Passing apples around it was clear to see that our core routine of giving thanks holds meaning for these boys. Before our circle closed an Explorer, who shall remain anonymous, gave thanks for the vastness of the wild spaces that is so close to Bellingham. He gave thanks for the vibrant wildland and mentioned that he did not think it would be there when he was old. After further questions and some elaboration he expressed that with all the change in weather patterns, population growth, development, and forest fires he feared this patch of land would most likely not be there when he was old. It was a great time for mentors to encourage the Explorer and group that the future of these and our front country wildlands relies on our ability to know these places deeply while advocating and serving them as a community. It was truly a powerful moment for the boys and a lot for them to hold. This is a conversation that we will continue to revisit over the course of the season.

Finishing our thanks the boys expressed gratitude for: the rain, exploring a new part of a familiar location, storms creating abundance of resource, a powerful start to the fall season, and for the sunshine that broke through the clouds halfway through the outing. Thank you Branch Hoppers for a strong start to the fall 2015 season.

For more pictures from the outing please visit the Branch Hoppers’ photo gallery


BEC: Anderson & Watson Lakes Backpack

The Explorers arrived at Samish Woods Montessori with a healthy mixture of excitement and nervousness for their journey ahead. After the cars were packed and goodbyes were made, we headed south to the Sedro Woolley Ranger Station in route for the Anderson & Watson Lakes Trailhead. Passing over the Baker River Dam we bumped up the nine-mile dirt road stopping a few times to take in the expansive views of Mt. Baker & Mt. Shuksan, and once to remove a rock that got stuck in the wheel-well of the truck. The boys coined the rock “The Chipmunk” due to the high pitch sound it made as it rattled around.

Once the Chipmunk was out of the wheel-well we circled up at the trailhead and divvied out the group gear. With only six Explorers on the trip it was an excellent opportunity for each boy to carry a fair share of gear. The Explorers found there is always a little more room in a backpack. Lining the packs up each member of the group lifted each other’s packs to check if the weights were comparable.

As we compared and contrasted, it brought up a great conversation around what would become a strong theme of our trip, Expeditionary Behavior. Simply put Expeditionary Behavior is caring for the needs of individuals and the group, as you would care for yourself.  Good “E.B.” is not only one of the foundations of a successful trip but is also a critical skill in learning to be a caring member of a community.

One of our favorite mottos is All Things Are Connected and is apparent within the interpersonal dynamics of an expedition. Being in the wilderness exposes our base need for human connection and community. Unlike our front country culture, which can be tricky to navigate, our Wilderness experience allows the group to create a culture built around trust, care, and support. A climate in which any disagreement or breakdown is dealt with openly and honestly.

Our aim for Wilderness Experiences is to create a group climate where the boys are not employed to help one another because of the benefit to the group, but called to help one another because they recognize the intrinsic worth of other individuals; that they are deserving of care and support. That helping and anticipating what others needs are is intrinsically tied to their own happiness and wellbeing. These boys discovered that the community work is the reward; an endless source of nourishment and belonging that strengthens character and builds socially just leadership.

Shouldering our packs we climbed our way up into the alpine. Passing by a babbling brook the boys took a moment to dunk their heads and cool off from the 85-degree weather. Overheated and sweaty we descended down into the Anderson Lakes basin where we were greeted by meadows laden with Heather and clustered with Mountain Hemlocks and Sub-Alpine Fir. The views of Mt. Baker were spectacular! The boys were anxious to cool off in the water, but there was work to be done. The group worked hard to pump water, set up a backcountry kitchen, bear hang the food, and pitch the shelters.

Once camp was in order the boys spent the rest of the afternoon swimming in the lake and scrambling up the talus field that led to Anderson Butte. Gathering back up for dinner, we cooked a hearty meal of ramen, avocados, and sweet potatoes and shared some thanks. Cooking is a skill that requires a great deal of focus and safety in the backcountry, especially preparing fresh veggies, but the boys were eager to learn. As mentors we love to teach cooking techniques because these skills transfer so well to life in the front country.  

After dinner the boys tidied up camp and bear hung their smellables while the mentors, who graciously offered, did the dishes. As the twilight hours settled in the air got cool and crisp, we bundled up, brewed some tea, and star gazed until we could keep our eyes open no more. The moon’s crescent sliver hardly lit the sky making the array incredible.

Waking up a little after first light we had our traditional Explorers Club Oats, got camp in order, and packed our daypacks for a full day hike into the Noisy Diobsub Wilderness. After an impromptu session of rock skipping we began hiking up the steep drainage towards Watson Lakes. The group was thankful to be hiking through the shady stands of mature Hemlock and Silver Fir. It is not too often that the Alpine environment reaches the mid-eighties and we certainly felt the full exposure of the sun.

Pushing onward the boys found the junction to Watson Lakes and motored up over the small pass that separated the Western and Northern drainages of Mt. Watson. Breaking through a tree line gave way to a drainage of Sitka Alder and Alaskan Yellow Cedar that offered stunning views of the aquamarine lakes framed under Mt. Watson and Bacon Peak. The Noisy Diobsub Wilderness looked rugged and steep and beckoned us onward.

Descending down to the first lake we stopped to snack and orient ourselves to the topo map in order to make a group decision on where we wanted to go. With some collaborating and compromising the group decided to continue on to the Upper Watson Lake for some lunch and a swim. Hiking to the junction between the Watson lakes the boys found a primitive sign with a not so privative outhouse symbol. It was not until the last day that we found out that there was a latrine at Anderson Lakes, so the boys were all inclined to take advantage of the opportunity. As they waited their turn the boys looked like a group of hungry black bear cubs feasting on the Mountain Huckleberries and Blueberries, which were perfectly ripe and juicy.

Upper Watson Lake was gorgeous with large slabs of granite that funneled streams and waterfalls directly in the crystal clear lake. As we submerged ourselves the upper layers of the lake felt refreshing and warm enough to float in and swim. Diving down the boys were enamored by the visibility under the water, discovering that the low layers of the lake were still quite cold. The mentors would like to thank the Explorer who shared his goggles with the group; we think he may have invented new the recreation of alpine lake snorkeling.

In the heat of the day a gentle breeze blew in refreshing us and drying our swimsuits. The boys reveled in how luxurious backcountry living can be. Leaving the lake we felt light and free as we played rounds of hide and carved. It was at this moment one of the boys sliced his thumb. With some careful sterilization and some creativity the cut was bandaged and immobilized. It is experiences like these that present what mentors have coined “the gentle reminders from the wilderness”.  Paying attention and being deliberate in the backcountry is generally the best practice and this experience was a great opportunity for the boys to shift their focus back into their Expeditionary Behavior.

Climbing back up the pass we were again in the shade, which the group was thankful for. Passing by talus fields on the way down to Anderson Lakes the Pikas cheeped out their alarm calls as they darted from rock to rock. Getting back to camp we took a moment to rest and mustered our energy for one final push for dinner. Once the veggies and cheese were prepped, we poured our dehydrated beans into the boiling water and found ourselves with a massive quantity. After second and third helpings the mentors were glad they had chosen to sleep under the stars! Dinner clean up was done by the whole group and after our work was done we laid out in the Heather and gazed up at another amazing night of stargazing. As our minds drifted our conversations wandered from laughter and silliness to introspection and reflection. Through all the logistics, permits, and hurdles it takes to run our Wilderness Experiences, all is forgotten in these powerful moments of mentorship. It is our hope for every seven-year-old Explorer that he might one-day stick with the program long enough to be able to share what is on his heart during a wilderness experience. 

The mentors awoke the morning of the last day to sunlight creeping over the ridgeline. Walking over to let down our bear hangs they spotted a dark shadow 300 feet away moving through the high alpine meadows. Calling the sleeping Explorers they scrambled out of their tents to catch a glimpse of the Black Bear. The group was in awe as two cubs emerged from the Hemlocks, sticking close to their mother as they foraged through the meadow roots. This safe and rare moment was the Boys EC’s first encounter with a bear on a trip. It was powerful to see the boy’s excitement for the encounter and they shared their thanks before we ate breakfast.  They stood quietly observing the trio until they disappeared into a cluster of Sliver Fir.

Shouldering our packs we made a last sweep of the campsite and cleared it of any micro-trash. Climbing out of the Anderson Lake Basin was a struggle for a few of the boys who stopped quite a few times on the way up, but persevered and stretched their edge. At breakfast the group had decided to pack up and get out of camp early so that we could drop packs and day hike up to Anderson Butte. Arriving at the junction half the group was energized and ready to climb, while the other half lay over their packs tired and in need of some rest. Recognizing our need the boys circled-up around the topo map to make a game plan. The group determined that there was in fact time to make it up to the bluff, but we would be pushing it and could be in risk of exhausting the some of the group. Through an outstanding self-directed group-decision making process the boys weighed in on the options, checked in on how each other felt both physically and emotionally, and considered the logistics and back up plans necessary determining that it was to risky. Not only did the some boys make a sacrifice on behalf of the other group members, they did so with selflessness in their hearts and saw it as an honor. This was Expeditionary Behavior at its finest and these Explorers should be proud.

Arriving back at the cars we handed back group gear and shared lunch together. Bumping down the dusty logging road we stopped for one last sit spot on a pull out that over looked the Baker River Valley. As the group looked across the valley at Mt Shuksan and Baker the wind made music through the Fireweed and Alder.  In the background the words of Walt Whitman echoed through one mentors head, “All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul”.

What a gift it was to spend three days in the backcountry with these boys. It is experiences like these that call us to dig deep and venture into the unknown. These experiences bring the best in us and realign us with what is important, strengthening our internal compass and identity. The Noisy Diobsub Wilderness is indeed rugged and vibrant and we are so thankful for the mysteries and wonder it revealed in itself and the group. We are thankful for the wonderful weather to give us warm days and cold clear nights and for stars and vistas. We are also thankful for this group of boys who are growing into whole and caring arriving adults. Lastly we are thankful for the support and encouragement of the parents. Our programs are built with a sturdy safety net, but lie on a foundation of trust formed by our parent community.

For more photos from the Anderson & Watson Lake Backpack please visit the summer photo gallery


BEC: Chuckanut Wilds # 2 

On the first day we all met in a Summer drizzle at Whatcom Falls Park. A large Maple and Douglas fir provided Shelter as we all gathered and prepared for the day. We started off with a quick name game and then headed across the parking lot and down toward the creek and the woods that lay beyond. We hiked for a while on the main trail hoping to move deep enough into the park to find a place off trail to play games and explore. Soon we found a deep valley with dense sword fern and fallen trees, perfect for a game of Spiders Web. After establishing the food source and web we chose a spider and began playing. As the game finished the sun began to break through the cloud cover and we unanimously agreed to head down toward the creek. We found a great stretch of creek with a series of deep swimming holes connected by cascading waterfalls. There was an osprey nest just above us and we had excellent views of the large birds coming and going. We spent the rest of our afternoon exploring this spectacular stretch of creek.


Our second day was and exploration of 100 aker wood. This patch of forest has long been a staple of Wild Whatcom programs and offers numerous opportunities for wandering and discovery. With many winding and forking trails this forest is also the perfect place for the boys to practice their navigation and group decision making skills. Our day went quickly with some good focused carving time and a couple rounds of Spiders Web.


For our third day of camp we met at the Bakerview Mud Flats, an infamously fun and dirty outing that is always a favorite among the boys. We had a quick opening circle in the logs just above the high tide line,now the start to the deep mud, and made our plans for the day. We decided first to head West down the beach to the meeting of the Nooksack River and the ocean. As we walked down Tim and I had the boys stop and place a blindfold over their eyes. We then had the boys form a long line, each grabbing on to the pack of the boy in front of them. The leader had no blindfold and led the boys through the muddy landscape. Every few minutes we would switch leaders. What had started has an exercise of relying on our other senses besides eyes quickly morphed into an excellent exercise in group dynamics and communication. We spent the rest of the day building shelters, swimming in the nooksack, building sand cities, tracking coyotes, and exploring the intertidal life.


Our Fourth day marked the beginning of our overnight at Larrabee State Park. after loading all the overnight gear into the car we circled up to figure out how we wanted to spend our day. From our location at Larrabee the options are endless. After much discussion the group decided to head up into the Chuckanut Mountains and toward Fragrance Lake. Along the trail we played Hide!, looked at the wildlife along the trail, and steadily climbed toward the lake. Soon enough we were distracted by a pile of sandstone boulders, We all dropped our packs and ran over to look at them. All the boys had fun as they scrambled up and down one particularly large boulder. After an hour or so of playing we called the boys back in so they could decide if they wanted to keep moving up toward the lake. The boys had little focus in this circle and found it very hard to make a decision. This was a good lesson in how much time making these decisions can take if everyone isn’t focused. With our day running out we made it up to the view point and decided this would be our turn around point.


Back down at Larrabee we performed the basic chores around camp of getting tents set up, a kitchen organized, and all of our gear put away. They boys all showed a lot of leadership in making sure that all of these things were completed.


After dinner we headed down to the big field just above the bay. Some boys played soccer, some of us sat and chatted in small groups, and others lay down on the cool grass relaxing from our long day. As the light grew dim we all layed on the grass to watch the bats and emerging stars. We all reflected on the camp and shared memories from the past week as the darkness really settled in. for our walk back we decided to spread out a couple hundred yards from one another for the short stretch through the forest. Many of the boys were apprehensive and nervous about this, but we all agreed to try it. Once on the other side of the walk we circled back up and everyone relayed their experience. All of us had positive things to say about this. These boys stretched their edge in confronting the nervousness of being in the woods at night and did an excellent job growing from this.


It was a wonderful five days with these boys, exploring and playing, learning and growing. It was a pleasure to spend this much time with them and i look forward to working with each of them more in the future. Thank you explorers for you enthusiasm and ever positive attitudes. Thank you parents for your support and sending your boys out with us. Be sure to look through our photo gallery for more pictures from the camp!