The day began with clouds, but the rain held off. Tim led the devotions for the morning, and shared what it meant to him to have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. No religious babble, just plain speaking about his faith in God. It was good for the teen boys to hear from someone more their own age.
After breakfast, the group went on a paddle to the north, to explore the lake. The lake is long. It would take two days of canoeing to get to the north end. Along the way are petraglyphs, rock paintings, done by Native people hundreds of years ago. The rock paintings seemed to be located at unusual geographic features, like caves and cliffs, along side water. It was fascinating to gaze at a persons record or story told in cryptic images, and try to figure out the story.
After the paddle, there was lunch, and time to strike camp. Everybody pitched in to pack every thing up. They were blessed with dry weather, so the tents could be packed up dry. Always a nice way to end a camping trip.
The 1993 GMC 4X4 pickup truck ate up the steep dirt road exiting the camp. It sure is a relief when it works like that. The other option of winching the truck out of the camp site would have been a night mare.
All in all, this was the best Bush Camp we had seen, even with the somewhat adverse weather conditions. May God bless the boys who came, and draw them to their own relationship with Christ. May God bless the counselors, Rick, Steve, Jack, and Tim, for their sacrificial giving of their time to be a blessing to others.
All praise to Lord of the Armies of Heaven, for He is worthy.
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