Day 261: Photo Scavenger Hunt 2012

It's mid-singles conference time again, and we are having an activity for each day this week. Tonight, it was FHE at the church, for which we divided up into teams and went out and about on a photo scavenger hunt.

I've never been on a photo scavenger hunt that I haven't liked, and tonight was certainly no exception. My group was comprised of a good group of friends, and we had a good time together, checking off most of the items on our list, such as making a human street barricade:

dancing on a street corner:

participating in a memorial service for roadkill (played by Paul):

"I can't believe we all fit in here":

putting everyone together on a slide (at Centerville Elementary School):

standing in front of a statue and mimicking the pose (at Founder's Park):

re-creating a famous scene from a movie (Garrett and I decided upon this iconic shot from Titanic):

and pointing at something orange:

Our group finished with the second-highest total of points, missing first place by just one point.

Good times, as you can clearly see, were had by all.

I'll Be Papa, Paparazzi

Last night's mid-singles FHE activity was a photo scavenger hunt - suggested by *ahem* yours truly - that sent our mini-groups of four or five each all over Centerville to do embarrassing things.

My group, consisting of Jake, Pyper, Vaughn, and myself, got most of the items crossed off our list, and we managed to have a fun time while doing so.

Among my favorite pictures:

The group stands on top of a manhole:

A shot of the whole group hitchhiking:

The group in Vaughn's car:

The guys make "manly poses in front of a "manly" business (that's the Heisman Trophy pose I'm attempting):

The group makes ninja poses as a stranger joins in on the fun:

The only downside to our enjoyable evening was that only 16 people (out of more than 1,000 who are registered with the group on Facebook) showed up. That's a batting average of . . . carry the one . . . well, it's not that good. The upside to that, however, was that there were five Costco cheesecakes awaiting us upon our return and not that many people with whom to share them.