A Camp Of Firsts...

I’ve never attended a scout camp in Island Park, Idaho, but if given the opportunity to do so again, I’d jump at it. I’ve never slept for four straight days in my van (never slept one day in the van…). And I’ve never seen so many eagles flying before.

 

 

My son has had a camp of firsts, too. He’s never ridden a horse. He’s never swum in a lake and he’s never been pulled on a tube by a boat.

My sons and I have done camps before, but this one was different. I’ve never regretted going to any of them and this camp continued the tradition.