See, here's the deal - my back was to this most ominous cumulo-nimbus... moments later, we were drowned out, but not before I had received the offering, given away 100th anniversary of Scouting Bibles, and blessed 'em on their way. I guess I'm mostly forgiven, but there were some drowned rats, er, Scouts.

The new day found me covering a variety of camping headquarters duties, meeting staff, speaking to rangers, outbound chaplain's assistants, and advisors. Even on a day when it rained ALL day long, the feel of the place is magnificent. I really enjoyed listening to the patter of the staffers doing their various routines. The wet weather made back country driving too hazardous to, uh, hazard, so I missed my first venture to one of the great camps, Beaubien. More cometh.