Styles Man-Dish Space Camp

-Most pilots at Fort Tyler by noon
-Loading ships around 1
-New Bedford 2 1/2 hours late
-VERY FAST speed to make it to check-in at camp on time
-Medal of Ingenuity to Threespeed for using traffic cones to patch Water's primary thruster after daring/stupid evasive maneuver that resulted in full plasma breach
-Swap trailer thruster. Genius!
-Lots of fun, LOTS of g-well activity
-Made it to camp TEN MINUTES BEFORE CHECK IN CUT-OFF
-Meet Mad Owl and Karma at camp
-Pitch tents and distribute gear
-Karma rules, fills our bellies with food and love
-Fires and happiness, marshmallows, geyser sausages
-Some pilots enjoy late night deep radiation immersion
-Small tour of campgrounds by a handful of pilots with lit ships.
-Sleep! Woohoo!
-Wake up, breakfast, check out
-COFFEECOFFEECOFFEE
-Catastrophic trailer failure when conduit tubing arm shears off, Karma to the rescue!
-ICECREAMICECREAMICECREAM
-Barf Bag's (tandem) primary thruster blows. Darn it! Fixed quickly. Good job.
-Massive G-well activity close to Fort Jonathan, all pilots pull through with flying colors
-WE MADE IT
-Drive home in transports
-Success. Love you all.

"What ARE those things?" - Random Civilian in New Bedford system.
"Those bikes belong in a parade" - Random Child Civilian at campsites.
"Of course that's the kind of car Bane would drive, he's the Batman of SCUL" - Sidekick
"I don't think I took mushrooms..." -Guy civilian to his friend upon observing our entrance to the campground
"Ok everyone...check your orifices." - Fleet Admiral Skunk.