donaldtoo
Well-Known Member
I had only one pair of hiking boots. I went climbing in Aspen one summer when I was chaperoning at the National Youth Conference. I learned quickly I love down the mountain skiing and HATE up the mountain climbing. No more hiking boots for me but they were kinda cute with fancy laces and pretty white fur poking out the top and a bit of scotch plaid.
I also learned I HATED chaperoning other peoples children even on a Christian Conference. Never went climbing again and never chaperoned a trip again. Once and out.
I loved hiking, loved skiing, and we loved chaperoning our kiddos, together, along with other folks kiddos, too.
Good gosh, all that past tense... Where did the diggity-darn time go...?!?!?!
And.....
I'm out...!
Sweet Magicals to one and all...!!!
Laterrrrrrrrrrr..!!!!!