a-camping they would go.
mother's day weekend our stake always holds it's annual Father/Son campout to celebrate the priesthood in the church. it is possibly the highlight of the boys' year.
fletcher very much enjoyed the rope swing.
craig was in charge of the campfire activities and felt like it was a bit of a bust, but everyone says he did a wonderful job. This is possibly because he took up 10 (yes, TEN) laser tag guns for everyone to take turns battling with.
fletcher and daddy found this the morning before they came home:
and daddy decided to get close enough for a good photo - despite it's being the most poisonous snake in our forest.