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Cub scouts was mostly arts-and-crafts, as it was run by the den moms. Roles switch to the dads as you cross the bridge to boy scouts, that's when the fun begins.
>first boy scout weekend campout as a tenderfoot
>buffalo creek, we're driving in on the dirt roads
>keep driving, into the last campsite on the road
>didn't know it was the last one, road kinda dead-ended in this occupied campsite
>campsite was occupied by a tribe (?) of wiccans
>women running around naked, grabbing blankets
>dudes running around mostly naked
>turn around and nope.gif back to the 2nd-to-last campsite, where we parked the rigs and set up camp
>Within earshot of the witches
>be hikin, campin, playin, etc
>nightfall, campfirin
>sleep.gif
>wiccans have a roaring bonfire all night long
>drums, chants, general crazy witch shit all night long just up the road
>next morning, they're at it till daybreak
>Left that following afternoon
None of my other campouts ever came close to the general weirdness of that one.
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