Week 8 in Review

Hey, kids! Time to hear about week 8!
This one will be rather short and uneventful, because (for the most part) that's how it was.

Sunday. All is as normal. Starts to rain a bit. Power goes out at camp for about 6 hours.
Now, you may be asking yourself, "Wait. Why does a boy scout camp need electricity?"

If you are indeed asking that question, you clearly have little to no understanding of the caliber of either the typical camper or staff member at PSR.

It sucked, because we had to pull everyone into the dining hall before they were all even on camp, which threw a major wrench in the (liberally speaking) well-oiled machine that is camp check-in.

Power came back by about 10:30, though, so that was alright.
And, on the major up-side, Victor and I got to frolick in the parade ground without shoes during heavy rain. That's always fun (I pretended I was an airplane. :-p)

Due to the lack of power, we had none of our printed merit badge class sheets, and weren't about to do a merit badge fair with no pre-registrant info, so we just said screw it and waited for kids to show up on Monday.

This summer, I taught Waterskiing with Brad and Sailboarding all by my lonesome.
1 kid in waterskiing
1 kid in boardsailing (and he quit before the first class)

There you have it. One kid to work with the whole week, and in a class I team-teach, to boot.
Talk about understimulation. :-/
Good news is that we had a great time every morning in waterkiing, and the kid was pretty cool.
I finally managed to get up and ski pretty well this week, after having taught kids how all damn summer. Whatevs. It's cool.

Nothing happened, blah blah, worthless CITs, blah blah, business as usual, blah blah, power goes out again on Wednesday. Boy, the week 8 group must think we have the shittiest power lines in the history of Wisconsin. Okay, maybe not. Stupid storms.

Haugen Fun Days happened. I was there for a little of it, running camp taxi service (an offer on which not too many people took me up, which is perfectly fine.)

Saturday clean up: Bear Lake went pretty quick, though getting the dock back on shore was pretty damn difficult (as one of the wheels came off)

And then, all that remained was staff last supper. Caeser salad, french onion soup, prime rib, mashed potatoes, scallops w/ bacon, asparagus, and strawberry-topped cheesecake.
I gotta give it to Hans that, when he wants to actually cook decently (ie: this is the first time so far this summer) he can put together a wicked meal. :-)

Going through staff, issuing mugs, staff contact lists, and photos went quite long, and then I booked it home. Suffice it to say, that stupid unappreciated, disrespected, and taken for granted feeling I have at this point every year was not absent. So why bother hanging around? And just like that, I was done.

And that was week 8. Another one in the can.