I had no idea what picture I was going to use for this weeks post so I decided to go through the box of old pictures and I came across this one. As soon as I saw it I started laughing and I knew this was the picture to use.
This picture by itself is not very good but the story behind it makes it all worth while. Anyone who knows me knows I don't like to go camping. I used to as a kid but I never really liked it. My final straw was a camping trip Dave and I took with our friends Rob & Lindsay and Butch & Tiffany.
This trip was one bad thing after another but it started with canoeing down a large creek that was mostly dried up. The employee's failed to tell us this when we were paying for the boats so about 1/4 of the way in we all started getting stuck on the rocks. Now I had never been canoeing before so I had no clue what I was doing. Dave and I were in a boat together and he was so frustrated with the no water situation that he wasn't taking the time to explain what I should be doing. Pretty soon Dave and I were fighting no stop with each other. I was so glad when we finally reached the end of that trail. By that time though Dave and I were not speaking to each other. Of course out friend Tiffany wanted to take a picture of the group. This is why Dave and I are standing as far apart as possible and we both have sour looks on our faces.
Have no fear, it wasn't long before we made up with each other. Actually shortly after that picture was taken Butch received a call that his grandfather had been killed. So instead of camping near the creek we canoed in we took a road trip to Kentucky to get Butch's dad and we camped on their family farm that night. They still had an outhouse that had to be used anytime someone had to take a dump because you couldn't flush anything other than liquids down the toilet.
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