But Pastor Matt pulled the "I used to be a cop" trick and got us out of any tickets. The nice officer requested that we yank all the kids out of the truck and go back and get more vehicles. Nothing like having a gaggle of muddy kids in the back of your vehicle:
Later that night we enjoyed a campfire & a peaceful night in a tent listening to the coyotes howl a few 100 feet from us!
The next day, we enjoyed another campfire meal, hiked in the mud, and played in the creek for hours:
We found a few treasures too:
Priceless memories were made with some great friends:
Now it's time to face the mounds of dirty laundry that reek of campfire smoke and are streaked with red clay-mud! Thanks for the fabulous memories, Friends!
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