Sunday, October 22, 2006

 

Krystal Kamping!

As you may or may not recall I was a Boy Scout as well as a Cub Scout. Yes I am an Eagle Scout, and I could probably fill an entire blog post with the awards, badges, and ranks I got as a Scout. Needless to say, I'm a big fan. I'm super proud my nephews are getting into Scouting, and if you have boys, I cannot think of anything better for helping them grow into exceptional young men than Scouting. Now with that PSA out of the way, back to my point.
One of my favorite things from Scouting was going camping. I even worked at Bert Adams Summer Camp in Covington, GA for 3 summers. Once I started college I stopped camping. It wasn't until last year that I got back to the woods.
I know I am a self confessed geek, but it is very satifying getting away from all the beeping, clinking, ringing, noisy things for a few days. It makes you wonder why you ever gave it up. (As proof of my geekiness, the book in the picture is the computer programming textbook I used to teach from.) I suspect a lot of that satisfaction is why my father still goes camping even at his age (which we'll just say is above 50).
Sadly, it seems I inherited my father's luck at choosing weekends to go camping. As all of the Scouts from Troop 354 in Conyers can attest: if my father (who was Scoutmaster at the time) picked the weekend to camp, it would rain or snow.
The weekend I went camping last year happened to be Veterans Day weekend and also the week that temperatures dropped from 80's on Monday to freezing by the weekend. So there I am in the woods with shorts and t-shirts when the overnight temperature hits 31 degrees. Somewhere in there I seem to recall something about Boy Scouts and being prepared. But I wasn't paying much attention.
I know, I know, you're wondering what on Earth is the point of all of this. Well, here it is. Next time I go camping I know the tent I need to take with me:
This bad boy is where they cooked up all the burgers for the Square Off in Perry. I know you're supposed to be careful about bears in the woods. I assure you the wonderful smells coming from this tent would attract anyone and anything for miles around. But the bears would just have to wait in line! And if it gets cold, who care? You've got Krystal's steamers to warm you up!
While I was busy drooling at the tent and the amazing aromas that issued from it, I asked Brad if it would be OK for me to get a picture taken in the tent:
I know in this picture I look like a happy guy posing for a nice picture. What you don't know is that I was trying to figure out if I could manage to grab the entire set up and get it into the back of my truck without anyone noticing. Or perhaps I'd have to drive my truck thru the gates at the fairgrounds and load up real quick. I also toyed with the idea of hooking the Krystal Square Off trailer to the back of MY truck and making a run for it.
Sadly, I somehow think they'd be able to give a good description of me to the police, since I'm all over the internet and stuff. Such is the price of fame, I guess. So sadly, my next camping trip will be beanie weenies, or hot dogs, or ravioli. But I'll be dreaming of a tent full of Krystals!
Krystal Lovers get more in the sack!.

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