The Lindenbergs

A couple of weekends ago we had another scouting event. The family-based event was Saturday afternoon and focused on Native Americans. Pierce and Anna, along with the rest of the den, gathered firewood, went on a nature walk, shot (toy) bow-and-arrows, made trail mix, roasted corn and cooked chicken and marshmallows over an open fire (though not all at the same time).

We had beautiful fall weather for the event and the den seemed to have a lot of fun. The corn was fun to watch cook (I was the chef) and was a hit with the adults –not so much the kids. None of the scouts had much of an interest in cooking chicken on skewers over an open fire (it took too long and the end result was just chicken) so we parents did most of that. With the limited number of skewers available, I started wrapping pieces of chicken in foil and placing them among the hot coals. I was feeling pretty clever until when of the scouts asked me why my boot was smoking. Turns out I’d been standing on a hot coal and succeeded in melting the toe off my shoe.

Towards the end of the afternoon we had torched marshmallows just about everywhere. S’mores construction involved lots of kids with flaming sticks and flaming marshmallows. No injuries were reported, but I had visions of us setting the park on fire.

Pierce and Anna weren’t very interested in dinner that evening. Too full of s’mores.

-Eric (Dad)