Two down...

Another bonfire and another fireworks show have come and gone. Three more for me. Four more for the YGP crew of Andrew, Matt & Meredith.

It's been a great weekend. The weather has been perfect. Not too hot. Not too cold. A little chilly when the wind kicks up. But other than the near constant yellow haze drifting across camp, you could not ask for a greater weekend.

Ridge and I came on down Thursday night and enjoyed some fun and fellowship with the YGP spring outing gang: the Big Three, Double D, G.B. and Matt's much better quarter, Allison (oh, and their four-legged son, Jack, too). We grilled up some bbq chickens as the rain fell and celebrated the coming weekend by planning a few surprises for the second year guides. Brown Bear baked up some brownies that Ridge says are "better than Mom's, but don't tell her I said that." Mmmmmmmmmm, tasty good there were.

I hope everyone in the Nation realizes just how lucky we are to have Moose, Brown Bear, Otter, Blind Zebra, et al. They are the glue that holds these Spring Outings together. It is their collective creativity, quest for fun and overall awesome demeanor that make these weekends the special fun that they are. They're the last to bed and the first to rise each morning, so be sure to say "thanks" to each of them for their dedication and hard work when you see them.

Ridge and I spent most of the weekend chauffering Moose around camp in a golf cart. Bugs in cabin 22? Let's ride! Extension cord needed? We're off! Time to sell some sweatshirts? Let's do it, playa! Y'all think The Moose is just a character that turns on and off for camp? Uh-uh. Matt is Moose, 24-7.

Tonight at the bonfire, after Moose sang Tarzan, Andrew heard a kid on the front row say he wants to "be like Moose when I grow up." Well guess what? I do too.