Weather: Clear beautiful skies.
The crew hooked up with the troop for a weekend of fun at Huntington Island State Park which is right on the beach. We left from the Scout Hut on Friday evening, our caravan consisting of the Troop 9 bus chock full of scouts and the lucky few in Tim's luxurious SUV. Tents had already been set up by a few that had gone down early and upon arriving (near midnight!), the gear was unpacked and a crackerbarrel was had. Meat and cheese and crackers...Yes!
Since we were on "Bahama time," the next morning was a lazy one. The adults that were awake drank freshly percolated coffee and most of the youth played football before a breakfast of bagels, cereal, and various fruits. After ensuring that Safe Swim Defense procedures would be followed, the whole lot of us eventually made it down to the beach.
Aside from a break for lunch, all day was spent hanging out at the beach relaxing, riding waves, and burying friends in the sand. Dinner meant a delicious low country boil procured by the scoutmasters of Troop 9. The evening was spent in the shelter hanging out, eating ice cream, and being eaten alive by bugs.
Sunday morning found everyone packing up their gear, loading everything into the trailer, breakfast, and policing the area. After a quick self-guided tour of Atalaya, the Huntington family house, and a short church service, the journey home began. About six hours later, tired and happy, Troop & Crew 9 arrive back at the Scout Hut.
[A pre-breakfast football game.]
[Joe loved the bullhorn...and it proved
rather useful for providing USC/UGA updates.]
[Nick and Jas start their shift as lookout.]
[Safe swim talk.]
[Wes, Jacob, Chris, Tiffany, Sara, Roy, and Casey.]
[Casey's new hair-do.]
[Jacob buried in the sand.]
[Scoutmaster's of T-9 cooking up some low country boil.]
[Outside Atalaya...trying to find our way in.]
