Welcome to Camp Icicle

I am currently WAY out of my comfort zone: a cabin in the woods in Putnam Valley, New York. It is my son's first Cub Scout camping excursion, and I volunteered to chaperone.

My friends in the New York metropolitan area must be thinking: "Camping? It's freezing out there! Are they CRAZY?" Well, it was positively balmy when they booked the site; little did we know that we would have record low temperatures the whole weekend.

My wife kept going, "Are you SURE you want to do this?" Sigh. No, of course I wasn't sure--but how could I disappoint the kid?

(And, not so incidentally, I wanted to prove to myself that I could organize and supervise this kind of trip by myself.)

After an epic drive (don't ask) from NYC, we settled into our surprisingly comfortable cabin. Accommodations for 30 people. Wood burning stove/fireplace in the center. Electrical outlets for those who cannot leave civilization behind.

{slowly raises hand}

Went on a nature hike this morning. Wind chills in the teens. My kid had a great time; others were weeping on the trail.

Archery at 3.

I think the trip was worth it.