Some of the best times, in my Scouting career, have been spent with my friends in the Order Of The Arrow. They know how to have a good, insane time while still managing not to burn the place they’re at down. They possess an enthusiasm unrivaled except by maybe the Camp Staff.
Just a couple of weekends ago, I was back at my “home” at Camp Friedlander for Fall Fellowship. Friday night was insanely awesome. We got caricatures of us drawn, the Dance and Drum Team in the Dining Hall, some epic belt buckles courtesy of my brother, a little movie, and just a chance to see all the Arrowmen from camp or not.
The morning dawned on us, a little cold, but not much, and we managed to tramp over to the Dining Hall for breakfast, some messages, and then going immediately to add some gravel to a trail. Now you might think that that sounds like a terrible morning job, having strenuous work at that time – and in truth there were probably a few people who thought that… for a bit – but then we got into this rhythm of working and singing all the camp songs we could think of.
What with the Titanic Song, some number thing I can’t really remember, Top-Notcher, and Mike making Matt go hoarse by yelling Red Wagon back and forth, it was hard to not have a great time, especially because of our great – a little out of tune – melody.
Right after lunch is usually when people want to sleep right? As it turns out, nobody fell asleep thanks to a bunch of adrenaline, Magic: The Gathering games, and activities spread across the camp. I, being a more than insane person, must have played Magic for about an hour before finally getting out of the Dining Hall and heading for the farthest outpost. The Climbing Tower… on the other side of camp.
So I made it there after dropping my stuff off at the home within my home, better known as Trailblazer, my favorite area from when I worked there as a CIT for two weeks. I was actually lucky, and got there at a time when there was an absolute minimum of people. So, I got first dibs at climbing or rappelling. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of climbing, rappelling, and then immediately going straight back to climbing instead of resting my arms from the first climb. While climbing the first time was easy, – as it was the easy side – the second time was just painful. Ow.
Anyway, after that tiring experience, I walked around the longer way back to the Dining Hall. I managed to plop myself down on a bench and reach the water jug, but other than that, I had nothing. I’d like to say that I got out of there and did many more activities, but the truth is, I stuck around the Dining Hall for most of the rest of the night.
Camp Friedlander at night is a peaceful place, and rather quiet… however, if you go walking in the dead of night with two people who have makeshift phone flashlights, it gets a little creepy. Never walk blindly into a forest where you can’t see two feet in front of your face. It is a very bad idea. Oh, and if you see little lights like flashlights or fires, just turn back, in case you are burninated by something over there.
So after that nice little walk in blackness, what did we decide to do? An unofficial official Magic tournament. Watch Back to the Future 2. Then back to a Magic Game that lasted until 2am. Needless to say, I was dead the next morning… until I got COFFEE.
A bunch of elections followed shortly, lives were saved, etc. etc.
All in all, it was a good time, mostly because… after all… it’s what we Arrowmen do.