Every year, my men’s group goes on a camping trip into the mountains for a weekend of good food, games, fellowship, and way too expensive bourbon. It’s a tradition we’ve held since 2021, when we all really needed to get away and spend some time with each other and with God in nature.
It grew out of a bit of a desire for adventure. We all work city jobs in a city setting, and generally sit while doing it. It made sense to take ourselves out of the comfort of every day and go to the somewhat less comfortable outdoors. My friend, Brian, knew a guy who lived in a mountain community that has a pretty great campsite. It’s not exactly in the middle of nowhere, but it’s not nicer than any other campsite just because it’s in some community. We’re down in a valley next to a beautiful creek, and at night you would bet there was no one around for miles. It’s beautiful and quiet and an excellent break from the norm. Not to mention there isn’t a single cell phone provider that works down there. I’m effectively cut off from society for a full weekend.
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