| My Reflections on the Moncove Trip by Rim Goodjaw |
| Crap bought on the trip: Donnie Brasco DVD by me (I even buy movies when I'm camping) Weiner Lighter by Trav Pocket Knife for intense poking by me 3 cans of rockin' Pork and Beans by Trav Huge Rambo Survival Knife by Hatch Too many Slim Jims to count by Nick |
| C.D.s rocked on the trip: Shadows Fall: The Art of Balance (most rocked C.D. on the trip) Pantera: A Vulgar Display of Power, Live: 101 Proof, Reinventing the Steel, and Far Beyond Driven Cannibal Corpse: Tomb of the Mutilated, and Eaten Back to life Six Feet Under: Double Dead, Haunted, and Maximum Violence Slayer: Reign in Blood and Seasons in the Abyss |
| This trip began with something not strange to me at all: a phone call from Nick. Now, I hate talking on the phone but this time he had something relevent to tell...that being that Trav was planning a camping trip. I was instantly stoked, I mean, I love me a campfire, and this trip promised 4 days of straight campfires. I was even more stoked when I heard it from Trav's typing hand, 'cause lets face it: Nick lies alot. A week later, Matt had the camping site reserved and the trip was to become a reality. The only crew members who made it to the thing were the ones with no job (me, Matt, Nick) and the one who could take off (Trav), but oh well. |
| The first day of the trip was unexpected. You see, the first night was scheduled to be Friday, but Trav had to go ahead and reserve it a day early to make sure we got it. That means that we ended up going up there on Thursday which seemed to be a pain at first but it turned out to rule. Wendesday night, I didnt sleep at all. I stayed up until 9 in the morning, went to town, then came home and put THE FLY dvd in the player and went to sleep to Jeff Goldblum's sweet voice. At about one, I wake up after 3 hours of sleep and head to Wal-Mart with Nick. I buy six pack of the cheapest hotdogs there (50 cents for God's sake, Matt and Trav say they are the best hotdogs they ever ate), a two liter of generic orange beverage, marshmellows, and a two liter of Diet Sunkist (for me of course). Nick bought 3 twelve packs of generic beverages and though I can't remember, I am sure he bought a Nacho flavored Slim Jim. Then back to my house. |
| Me and Nick got back to my house at about 5 in the afternoon with me still dead tired, but up to going to this Jesus event planned by none other than FCA crew leader Terry Utterback. The plan was for me and Nick to go there and hang out for a change of setting (cause that last FCA thing we went to rocked), but that never happened. Before we made it to the Jesus event, we recieved a phone call from Matt instructing us to get ready because the trip was to begin a day earlier. After much deliberation me and Nick readied ourselves and awaited the arrival of Matt and Trav. We packed it all in Trav's Tempo and were on our way to Moncove Lake, but not before stopping at The Country Store (as it is affectionately known). Nick bought yet another Slim Jim and me and Matt rocked it outside |
| where, strangely, a group of underclassmen were hangin' out. After that one teacher yelled out "Has anyone seen my daughter?" I replied "No, she is dead"...to which I laughed for a good amount of time. Then we were finally off. By the time we got to the site it was dark, and quite a pain to erect the tent (ruled). After that was done, we got the fire rockin' with some charcoal briquettes I had horked from my sister and I attempted to roast a hotdog....unsuccesfully. I drop the thing in the ashes, but that didn't stop me from eating the ashen covered thing....it blowed. After that I did a little bit of skating, but after bailing on a kickflip I yelled out an expletive that the park ranger didn't find suitable at about 10:45 at night. So we all hopped in the car to get out of there to which the ranger asked "You boys planning on being back late?". We told him no, and headed out on what turned out to be an all night Lewisburg trip. While there, I picked up some roasting forks which were intensly needed and a DVD. Later on at about 2 in the morning, the fact that we were hangin' out in his parking lot for an hour prompted a skinny dude from a conveinence store to call security on us (security came in the form of an off-duty Santa Claus). We then went back to Matt's mom house where we played internet poker and got a small amount of sleep. But when we awoke, the trip had truely begun. |
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