Just got back from a great trip skiing in New York State. I don't ski, but the boys had a great time. It was the annual SPAS club trip -- SPAS club stands for Scouting Parents After Scouting, or it stands for the Society for the Prevention of Adult Sobriety, or something like that. (We named the club when we were drunk, and now we don't remember what it stands for.)Basically -- it started out as some of my Boy Scout friends and I wanted to go on trips that were NOT scout trips. You can't drink on scout trips.
The trip is so much fun that we added other, non-scout parents. Actually, in this photo, the only scout is my son Nick -- all the way on the right with the camoflage helmet and red gloves. The other boys are Jimmy and Ray's boys.
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