Mallo Camp Reunion

We made it into Mallo Camp Friday late afternoon.  Mallo is about 20 miles north of Gillette WY.  It really is out in the middle of nowhere and there is no cell signal.  So you're cut off for the two and half days at the reunion.  This isn't such a bad thing.  We met my mom and Pete there and of course all the extended Rothleutner clan.  If Gwyn looks a little forlorn in some of the pictures, it's because she was confined to a chair quite a bit with ice on her ankle.  Thankfully, a military doctor was in residence at the reunion and pronounced her not in need of an x-ray.  Just a bad sprain.  And the little hospital in Gillette had a pair of crutches we could borrow for the weekend.  So eventually she did get around, she just couldn't do a lot of the romping and climbing she was looking forward to.

There was ladder golf, hoola hoops, creek wading, fish catching, frog catching, dam building, volley ball, board games, bell ringing, hair wrapping, smore making, horse shoeing, gabbing, laughing, and of course food.

And even though Gwyn could try to summit the bluff this year, Celee, Kallianne, and I did it.  It is just scary enough of a "climb" to get your adrenaline going, but not so much that we feel like we could fall to our deaths.  Then the view from the top is awesome.  We always try to yell to the people at the camp below, but they never hear us.  :)

And as always, the reunion was over too quick.  Time to clean up and say goodbyes.  Hopefully we'll see everyone in another two years!