Survival of the fittest.

I went on a camp out with the scouts over the weekend and I got to practice my makeshift shelter skills:

It rained all night and I stayed completely dry. Neither I nor my stuff was even touching the ground. Made from two tarps and paracord.

Here I am, bearded once again, on the 5 mile hike we went on the following day. I might have the survival part down, if only I could conquer the fit part...

 Finally here is a particularly good picture I got of my nephew Cash.