Friday, February 10, 2012
Rambo, McGyver, and Howells; Oh My!
Rees, John, and Ken are away on their yearly Survival Night, out in the wild somewhere with only pocket kits and knives, getting in touch with their inner Rambos and McGyvers (Minus the murdering and mullets, of course.).
They eat what they kill or find ; they construct a shelter depending on the terrain ; they keep watch all night by the fire. I have no idea what they talk about. I don't really want to know. All I know is that there's a lot of eye-rolling, guffawing, and punching each other when I venture a tiny question. Boys.
I never know if they'll come home famished or full so I just make sure to have plenty of vittles upon their return. And lots of clean towels. They'll smell weird.
My girl's picking a movie ~
PS ~ Rees always keeps his flutter valve in his pocket, as well. Must keep lungs clear!