Thursday I left school and headed North to Timber Wolf Lake-- a Young Life Camp. It's an annual tradition to spend Labor Day weekend volunteering as the Pits Boss with a crew of HSE YL girls. We wash thousands of plates, scrub hundreds of pans and keep clean cooking tools in rotation in the kitchen for four days. It's the greatest.
This year Elise and Hannah came back again, Wash and Elyse got to experience work crew for the very first time, and after a month of serving as a Tawashie and Server Work Crew, Mack and Sophie got to be in the Pits. I knew this group would be so, so good.
Washie and I made Pits themed chokers earlier this week as a surprise for everyone.
We were so excited to be back at Timber Wolf-- a Friday morning walk around the lake and up the sand hill by the obstacle course, unlimited coffee, living in the Woodchipper, Worship in the Club Room. It's one of our favorite places.
Family Camp is extra special because it's all about these families, many of whom come year after year with all of their scooters in tow. Elyse was pumped about all the babies at camp and determined to hold as many as possible.
Friday we felt official in our Work Crew shirts and name tags. We got trained in the Clean and Dirty sides at breakfast and lunch before helping families carry in all of their luggage as they arrived to camp.
I'm so lucky to know these girls. I'm so proud of who they are and who they're becoming.
When we got breaks you could usually find Elyse with more babies and Wash in Carlton's with some coffee related drink in hand.
But most of the time we were in the Pits, in our blue aprons, getting work done.
It may be work, but we're in total agreement that it's also SO FUN. And this crew continually lowered our time all weekend long because they got so fast.
After Ian helped us in the Pits on Sunday we jumped off the rope swing into the lake and then got treated to ice-cream in the Blue Ox.
By Sunday night we were tuckered out (we've got so much respect for the crews that do this for a whole month) but we were ready for one last giant meal.
We came. We washed. We conquered. I couldn't have asked for a better crew.
When I got home I couldn't wait to tell Justin about the kitchen-- the new way of dumping pitchers into these special buckets over the floor drains, the way they changed the in/out door to make things more efficient, what it looks like to split up the girls into clean/dirty teams to maximize their effort. He told me that he thinks I missed my calling in life-- I should've been working in a role where I help companies streamline their processes and procedure for higher efficiency with delegation and innovation. I think he's right.
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