Hamma Time

This past weekend Jen and I made it up to the White Mountains good ‘ol New Hampshire. Specifically we ended up in Bethlehem at a cozy little camp ground which runs year round. The occasion was for my Cousins surprise 29th birthday. We all piled (about 6 of us) into vehicles and pulled up to his house at 10am and surprised the crap out of him when he found out he was about to spend a long weekend of drinking (oh and camping of course) Overall it was a good trip and many many beers were consumed, wiffle ball was played, and things were burned (mostly wood..). The campground however left allot to be desired. You were very close to your neighbors, the wood was extremely overpriced and burned like it had been soaked in gasoline, and the asshat camp staff (dubbed the “Asian Pig” for his Chinese Eyes and Pig Nose) talked down to us like we were 8 year olds when we were sitting around chatting after the 10pm “Quiet Time” (Who the fuck goes to bed at 10pm on a vacation?) and on numerous occasions he gave us ultimatums to leave, even had the balls to come up to us at 8:30am the next morning to rub it in some more.

But overall it was a fun time and everyone had a blast. The down side? After arriving home Jen and I were both sick which means the chances of me camping again anytime soon are pretty slim. The outdoors seems to hate me and worst of all there is no Internet. But my iPod brought me and the group solace with music and a carefully selected porn scene as a conversation piece. Go Apple!

EDIT: Updated, Asian Pig video after the read link

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This past weekend was a fun weekend, I headed up north to the Saco River area in Maine for my cousins bachelor party. Many good times were had and I actually had a fun time camping for like the first time ever. As one would imagine with the alcohol flowing like the river itself there were some fun times. We played a bit of football by the river side, a crazy woman visited our camp site and tried to steal our wallets, one of my friends there pissed on his own shoes in the middle of the night, and of course many overturned canoes.

We headed up river about 6 miles then hit the river for the canoe ride back, we had about 17 people 2 to a canoe. Just about every canoe was loaded up with at least 100 beers, when we returned to the shoreline we were down to 20 or so beers. It sounds dangerous but in reality the Saco is actually a rather shallow river, in fact there are a few spots that were so low you had to get out and drag your canoe. They have overnight trips where you can go down the river and set up camp on the shoreline for the night then depart again the next morning. There’s talk of making it a yearly event where we all get together and head north for some good times. The weekend after labor day is actually a great weekend to head there, being one of the most popular recreational rivers around (who would have thought) it’s actually a quiet weekend, floating down the river was a relaxing experience – not a sound around other than us – no cars, no houses.. nothing.

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