Eight dudes in the middle of nowhere.
Say hello to the coolest small group in the whole wide world.
This past weekend, 8 out of 9 of us went on a small group retreat at a cabin located in the middle of nowhere.
The highlights include:
Kind of playing football. We made up our own special football game that’s way too hard to explain for the interwebs. All you need to know is it was fun, painful at times, and Nate Dunn won.
Really tasty food. Pancakes, bacon, hamburgers, tortillas, breakfast burritos, dinner burritos, Hawaiian Punch, alfredo, and good ol’ sandwiches.
The power going out. We were staying at a cabin off the grid. Meaning, the whole place was powered by golf cart batteries and a generator. On Saturday night, the power went out around 9pm, we lit a fire, put mattresses on the ground, and talked the night away until 2am.
Books and a blanket. While our dear friends were exploring Sunset Crater, Michael Zowada read like it’s our job. Shoot, I finished a whole book.
That’s what happens when eight dudes spend the weekend in the middle of nowhere.
Overall, the whole weekend is one of the coolest things I’ve experienced this year and moves me to gratitude that I’m a part of the coolest small group in the whole wide world.
