The head minion in charge “figurehead” made a surprise appearance this afternoon to get the Minions back on track and then disappeared just as fast. The reports are all good with the scouts finishing up their classes and preparing for the final camp fire. They will back at Fairview tomorrow morning with the time dependent on when the trailers are picked up.
Our boys had a successful Thursday, taking full advantage of the “Free Range” format. They participated in every Marquis event and placed in several. Many attended make-up sessions for merit badges, staff demonstrations, and some even partook of adult leader advanced napping training.
A tropical monsoon started as we reported for lunch, so you will find many of your sons fully rinsed when we return home.
True to promise, our head Minion of the Order of the Dutch Oven arrived in advance of the dinner hour. The monsoon broke briefly, and we feasted on lasagna, salad and garlic bread. To quote one MInion as he groaned with pleasure, “What is supposed to be hot is hot, and what is supposed to be cold is cold”. It was fantastic. Desert was sent by a couple of dedicated troop Mom’s.
My hope is that the rainy season is now over, as it stopped in time for our troop to again show its skill in presenting the flag ceremony for the camp this morning before breakfast. Much praise was received from staff and other troop adults.
However, to spite all of these successes, still no sign of our scoutmaster. You do remember him, right? There has been much talk among the Minions about forgetting him, and perhaps forming a new form of governance. A council of Minions was considered as well as a new dictatorship, with leader selected through a vigorous game of Rock/Paper/Scissors. We all know that we are kidding ourselves, we would not be the same without our token figurehead so we must renew and focus our search efforts. For that reason, and that reason alone, we must return your boys to you at our earliest opportunity. Depending on how fast the camp staff pulls our trailers Saturday morning, we hope to depart Rainey between 9:30 and 10:00 AM. Please expect us at the church somewhere in the neighborhood of 11 or 11:30. We will have the boys call when we are 20 – 30 minutes out.
The situation grows serious with still no positive search results. Last night, drastic measures were taken. The Minions coordinated with Camp Rainey Staff to bring in a professional and stage a large fireworks show during the Wednesday campfire. The hope was that all the bright shiny objects might lure our delinquent Scoutmaster back to camp.
Oh, and as I was asked by a parent before we left, no fireworks on Friday. All were used in our attempt to lure said scoutmaster.
Today is the boys “Free Range” day where they can pick the activities they would like – whether to follow-up on merit badges in progress or perhaps try activities they could not fit into their schedules. The “Blob” is on the lake – a giant inflatable pillow with a tower for the boys to jump/bounce into the water. The shooting ranges are open, and “Marquis Events” scheduled at various locations for Troop competition. The boys have teams planned for Plant Detective, Rifle and Shotgun, Aquatic Adventure and the Game of Life. I know Archery, a flag pole for camp, and climbing are also planned. Already this morning, two of our most motivated have completed the mile swim. This included practice and getting up at 5:15 AM every day since we arrived.
For the Minions, mandatory napping will continue though one, who thoughtlessly brought a camera, is banished to walk the camp in eternal search for that perfect shot. Reinforcements are arriving daily, one last night and one eagerly awaited this evening to bring us non-camp food.
More to Come…..
The Yeti search party has not yet reported back. Unrelated, local news is full of reports of theft from farm stands and sightings of bears walking upright. We hope the added police and DNR presence may stumble upon our missing scoutmaster.
The boys still have not noticed his absence. They continued on to class yesterday with some finally noticing (after 2 days) that they were in the wrong place. Partially completed baskets, broken rocket pieces, and wet swimsuits litter the camp. As we emptied the trash again this morning, we were reassured that the Trading Post is doing well. The boys day culminated with a victory at Scout Skills and entertainment provided the nature studies staff.
The minions however, had to suffer through the tradition day of napping and rocking, interrupted only by brief periods of consciousness. Our energy was restored by a scoutmaster dinner of grilled beavershark and roast snipe.
MINIONS RULE / SCOUTMASTERS DROOL!
More to Come….