r and R came home Saturday morning smelling like smoke, with stories of woe. The rest of the day R complained about how he just can't sleep on the ground like he use to. Ha! We're getting old!
Making Dutch Oven pizzas....ignore the scout on the right....there's always one like that in the troop, ha!
The lean-to they put their tent in. Luckily, there was not any rain, but a little mist in the am.
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