Fishing at Scout Camp

In my opinion, you can't call yourself a Cub Scout without going camping. So, this past weekend it was off to camp for my hubby and C who is now a Webelos (which stands for We'll Be Loyal Scouts). This was C's first official scout camp event. They went to Fire Mountain, which is about an hours' drive north, and spent one night there.

My hubby J wrote the following:

Our campsite consisted of tiny but sturdy "Adirondack cabins" rather than tents, that sleep 4 adults, bunk bed-style. That first evening we enjoyed songs and stories around the campfire before going to bed. Since the camp is located far from the city, we were able to see lots of stars in the night sky.

The night was a little cool and not all of us were warm enough. The first thing we learned was that you should never trust the temperature rating on a sleeping bag. It turns out a "30 degree" bag will only keep you warm when it's 45 degrees if you are wearing a couple of layers of warm clothing as well!

On Saturday morning the boys headed to the docks to do some trout fishing.

They got some great help from "Mr. Randy", one of the leaders of a Boy Scout Troop which was   there to help our Cub Scout Pack in various ways. He had several rods with him, and showed them his preferred way to rig and bait for trout. And boy did his system work! C caught his first fish ever.

He landed 7 fish before the day was over. Our friend T hooked a beautiful 18 inch "beast" during this haul. At one point they were pulling them out two at a time. By the end of the day, our Pack had caught 27 fish.

After catching their limit for the morning, Mr. Randy took them over to the fish cleaning station and showed them how to gut and clean the fish, a first for most of them.

After lunch we kicked things off officially with a flag raising ceremony, led by our Boy Scout friends. One of their senior scouts, Andreas, played the bugle and led the ceremony. It was very well done. Then we split into two groups, one doing a small guided hike up to a waterfall, and the other an orienteering exercise . When those were complete, the boys returned to fishing for a bit, and then switched roles. C was actually too tired to do the orienteering by that point so we stayed back at camp and "guarded" the Dutch Oven lasagna that the other troop had helped us prepare for dinner. After dinner we said our goodbyes and headed home.

making monkey bread

Eating monkey bread and catching all those fish were the highlights of the weekend for C. As you can tell from the photos, it was a beautiful sunny day.


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