Beaver High Adventure Base

A couple weeks ago, I went to a camp for four days up in Utah. My whole teachers quorum was accompanied by the First Councilor in the Bishopric, and Enoch, an 18 year old about to leave on his mission. The drive was long, but fun. There was one part that it was storming so hard we probably should have stopped, but we didn't. We drove on even though we could barely see 100 feet, and we're all okay. On the way up, I got challenged to finish Harry Potter:The Deathly Hallows by the time we got back(I did it easily). Once we got there, Brother Bodily(The First Councilor) accidentally got the car stuck on a stump. We ended up having 5 or 6 people(including me) have to lift up and push the car back. Then we found out that we got there with perfect timing. If we had been much earlier, we would of had to set up in rain, and had to do the same if we had been much later. I shared a tent with a now priest(barely) and the youngest teachers(including me).

Day 2:
High and low ropes course today. I'd say the Tempe South Stake is a pretty good team. At least the part I went with was. Just like in life, the rope course required trust, strength(mental, emotional, and physical), teamwork, and planning/strategy. The youngest teacher moved to another tent.

Day 3:
Today we did a hike. I hiked straight up a mountain, heading directly towards a snow patch. It was really hard, and took determination to succeed. Snow definitely should not exist in the middle of July. At night we played capture the flag. It was too dark and no flashlights, which caused a couple of people to get hurt. My team lost.

Day 4: On the day before we left, we started out with climbing and rappelling. Though I did not finish any of the climbing courses, and only rappelled once, it was really fun and I expanded my abilities. Then we went to cove fort. a LDS history site. This was a place for people to come to for rest and protection. I thought it was really cool and worth missing a bit of climbing and rappelling. Then we came back, and I with Enoch won a horseshoe tournament. Then we had a Camp Fireside, in which we pretty much did a flag burning ceremony. I am so glad to live in this wonderful, free country, even though it has its faults. A poem was read that I liked, so..."Ragged Old Flag"

I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench, an old man was sittin' there.
I said, "Your old court house is kinda run down,
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town".
I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit,
And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' on it".
He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down,
"Is this the first time you've been to our little town"
I said, "I think it is"
He said "I don't like to brag, but we're kinda proud of
That Ragged Old Flag

"You see, we got a little hole in that flag there,
When Washington took it across the Delaware.
and It got powder burned the night Francis Scott Key sat watching it,
writing "Say Can You See"
It got a rip in New Orleans, with Packingham & Jackson
tugging at its seams.
and It almost fell at the Alamo
beside the Texas flag,
But she waved on though.
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville,
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.
There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard on
That Ragged Old Flag

"On Flanders Field in World War I,
She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun,
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp, and low, a time or two,
She was in Korea, Vietnam, She went where she was sent
by her Uncle Sam.
She waved from our ships upon the briny foam
and now they've about quit wavin' back here at home
in her own good land here She's been abused,
She's been burned, dishonored, denied an' refused,
And the government for which she stands
Has been scandalized throughout out the land.
And she's getting thread bare, and she's wearin' thin,
But she's in good shape, for the shape she's in.
Cause she's been through the fire before
and i believe she can take a whole lot more.

"So we raise her up every morning
And we bring her down slow every night,
We don't let her touch the ground,
And we fold her up right.
On second thought
I *do* like to brag
Cause I'm mighty proud of
That Ragged Old Flag"
-Johnny Cash

I'm thankful for the soldiers that protect our freedom.

Drive back:
Long. Fun. Finished HP. Learned a word in Japanese-pronounced Key-pu, means ticket. I had fun and am really glad I went.

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