Lake Trip
It started innocently enough- A simple request to tag along on a campout one weekend. We could finally be introduced to the gang my office friend has been sharing so many funny stories about. The legends would finally be made real. Well, because of the nature and occasions for the stories, I was prepared for a wild weekend, and I was not disappointed.
As soon as we drove up and had our tent setup, the group was just getting off their boat. Apparently there was a little alcohol on the trip, so you need no description of the mess they were in. The rest of the evening was cooking dinner, loud talking, more drinking, and beeping punctuated by uproarious laughter until midnight. There was only one visit by the ranger, and I was in bed around 11pm.
However, a select few decided to just stay up most of the night, and they eventually ran out of prepared food. They cooked a little early breakfast and finally settled in for the night on full tummies. Unfortunately, their premature venture into breakfast caused a big breakfast emergency while they slept in. When the pieces came together and they were branded perpetrators, the stewing drama was to reach a full rolling boil before any coffee got hot.
Naturally, the explosion was a result of a confluence of simple things. Bacon was eaten, and someone fell off the wagon. These simple things are not difficult to understand in the context of the moment. The responses were the workings of missed expectation, and therefore defy explanation. Wives were angry, everyone heard excuses and speculation but agreed that they were all adults. So, it turns out, we all want to get together again.