The very last camp

So here I am, done with the last week of camp and hanging out at the Peterson’s house, and let me tell you something, the last week of camp was extreme. Literally. It was called extreme camp. Why? you ask. Well, let me tell you...

First of all, I don’t have any pictures for you guys. I know that is pretty much all I’ve been giving you till now, (because I’m too lazy to systematically explain every day,) but for reasons you will soon know, I did not have my camera with me on extreme camp.

The first day we were all divided up into four teams, and in our four teams we had to accomplish four different challenges. Each team got a different amount of points, depending on which place they came in on each challenge.

One: Doing seven events on the ropes course, each person one event-timed.

Two: Accomplishing the natures walk, four people doing each even-timed.

Three: Climbing wall, people going up it twelve times, could be everyone twice, or one person twelve times-timed.

Four: Going down the zip line while hanging upside down so you could scoop up water with a cup since the zip line goes over the lake-judged by how much water each team got.

The first day wasn’t even the extreme part. The next day we all set out at about 9 in the morning for the extreme hike. Over the course of the next two days, there were seven “check points” each team needed to find. At each check point there was a jar with maps to the next check point. Following these maps we had to go through woods, across creeks, over hills, around lakes, not on roads because that wasn’t allowed, and through fields. Originally there was supposed to be raft building, to cross a lake. In fact, out points were to “buy” things for this raft, but then every single team got last between check point number two and three on the first day, so there was not time to build a raft. Instead we were driven around the lake in a pickup (the first team to get there got to ride just by themselves, but the other three times had to ride together, which meant about twenty-five of us were piled in the pickup at one time.)

In between the two days we got to camp out at the lake. I almost enjoyed this more than the day; sitting around the camp fire, eating food made in metal cups over the flame, sleeping, (or not sleeping, since it was really, really cold, and a lot of us couldn’t fall asleep,) in sleeping bags. It was so much fun. Now my sweater smells like smoke to remind me of that night every time I put it on.

To say the least it was very extreme.