So the FC campout was awsome. We ended up getting to the campgrounds at ten O' clock, and because I didn't know the name of the campsite, the "instert insult here" park ranger turned us around, and locked the gate. Luckily, the police had showed up shortly after we found out the campground name. The officer said he had to go, because he had a call to respond to. He left the gate unlocked. and I decited to take the risk, and just go in. We showed up at the site without a hitch, and I broke two valves on a water line. Small ones, but enough so we had to shut everything off downstream from us.
So I have a new nickname. Waterwoof
In thew morning, the ranger came to fix it. He didn't seem to be mad at all, but it turns out that we weren't supposed to be parking where we were. We were supposed to be parked in an area we understood to be the fire lane.
The picnic was much fun as well. Lots of fursuits there. a couple I'd not seen before, and one new one. I spent the bulk of the picnic fursuiting. Tsuyoto talked me into geting into full fursuit, instead of the partial. We found ourselves playing on the rings. That was fun, but my arms and legs are paying for it now.
Saturday night was good. I was spent from fursuiting, and playing on the rings. so after eating, I put the fursuit on one last time. Found myself very tired, and started to fall asleep on Smash. He picked me up, and carried me to my tent. That made me feel great. It's still making me feel great.
We have to set up more of these camping trips. This is just too much fun to only do once a year.