My eldest son and I went camping this past weekend to Middleton, VA with his Cub Scout Pack. This has become an annual camping trip to Cedar Creek where part of the American Civil War took place on 19 October 1864. It's hard to imagine, that on all these rolling acres, so many lives were lost, while fighting for what was considered basic freedoms.
It was an enjoyable time with my son. It was probably the most time we'd spent together, without his brother, in 5 3/4 years. We spent a lot of time just hanging out and walking around looking at the living history exhibits, learning about cannons, and watching different aspects of the war being re-enacted.
It had been forecasted that it would be cold, so both Friday and Saturday nights thermometers were set out. Saturday, we woke to cool weather, cool enough to go through a lot of hot chocolate. Sunday, though, it was 31 degrees. There was frozen dew on the tents, a wet dish cloth was stiff, and the scouts had earned there Polar Bear Patch. The warm air in the van, on the way home, felt wonderful. Being clean and a nap that afternoon was a welcome change.
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