I'm jealous. Winter campouts were some of the most fun I ever had in Boy Scouts.
One time, we were camping out at Doc Wernerts in Cadillac, and one of the kids in my patrol forgot his sleeping bag. Rather than tell the adults, or ask us get in the tent with the other three of us, he would fall asleep until he woke up shivering, then he'd leave his tent, run around the campsite until he just broke a sweat, then sleep until he woke up shivering again.
Come morning, we found him sitting around the fire, getting breakfast ready. It was only once breakfast was done that he told the adults what happened.
Last edited by FlatFender; February 27th, 2013 at 12:43 AM.