Ok, first of all, who knows why there are no paragraph breaks in yesterday's edited post. Maybe we'll get lucky and have some for today.
Today marked the first morning for the Hamm's Bears contest. What? What is this "Hamm's Bears"? Well, remember Polar Bearing when you were at camp? For those of you who were deprived of the camp experience, Polar Bearing is waking up at an ungodly hour of the morning to jump in the freezing cold lake/stream/river/whatever-your-camp-has. Our version involves getting up earlier than we otherwise would, 7:00, and standing in a kiddie pool while downing a Hamm's tallboy. The brave campers who participate receive a Camp Share-A-Tent beer koozie. The breakfast bacon and eggs helped settle stomachs after the Hamm's.
Campers divided into two groups this morning. While one group learned about rocketry and built rockets with Michael, the other group started making moccasins with Brittany.
Brittany's dad, Ted, prepared stuffed bell peppers for lunch. Holy cow, those are good.
Immediately after quiet time, which followed lunch, we trooped all over the property on a nature hike. We identified native species (hello there, Oregon Grape; hiya, Douglas Fir), avoided poison oak, and we think we might have startled a Sasquatch, though we have no photographic proof.
Michael supervised all of the campers as they shot off their custom rockets. Jill probably gets the award for the prettiest rocket, but Jean's traveled farthest. Seriously, this was so exciting.
We spent the remainder of the afternoon playing badminton. Dinner was a stir-fry with poached fruit for dessert.
The campers thought the day was coming to a close, but little did they know...it was astrology and astronomy night. We learned all about our star signs, and now the campers are still out stargazing through a local expert's telescope as I type. We'll sleep well tonight.