On Tuesday, nothing big in sailing. There wasn’t any wind, so we couldn’t get out.

The afternoon wasn’t much either, just hanging around camp.

After lunch and dinner, the camp staff circle the dinning hall and we all sing a song. Sometimes they are fun, or not.

So this day, we sung “Old McDonald Had a Farm.” 1 third of the hall were the pigs, one third the cows, and one third (my third) the ducks. So, we start off, on animal at a time, chorus, then another animal and the other one, chorus, and then the ducks, then the other animals. But, the fun thing about doing this at camp with a bunch of boys is that it gets really competitive. People stand on chairs or sit on people’s shoulders and everybody is yelling, trying to be louder than the others. So on the second go-round, my group started shouting “quack, quack” after we sung, the same chanting for the Mighty Ducks movies. In the end, we were declared the winners and were told we cold leave first!

And since it was the Fourth of July on Tuesday, we had big campwide games. Tug-of-wars, relay races, getting soaked with water balloons. The best part was when the camp filled up, say, eight rain gutters with icecream, handed out spoons, and said “have at it!”

Wednesday

Low winds again today, so nothing in sailing. But that wasn’t the down side of the day. The down side was having to get up early to take the first-years showering. And not having to take the first-years showering either. The getting up early part.

And it rained alot today.

At summer camp, this is the time when my troop elects a new Senior Patrol Leader–the leader of our troop. I was up for the running, and almost won. I got second place last year, I later learned, and thought I had it in the bag for this year. But I lost. I was doing well though, answering all the questions with real feeling, saying what I thought they wanted to hear (J/K).

But the guy that won made me his AssistantSPL.

And that was wednesday at Camp Rodney

-CF