Sentences with phrase «few camps around»

Few camps around.

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A few weeks ago, my friend and I embarked on a camping trip — the same one that could have been helped with the military's super underwear — and we wasted a good deal of time tooling around in Barrie, Ontario looking for the Mountain Equipment Co-op outdoors supply store.

Even though we now know who quite a few of the attendees were, the camp itself is super secret, but we can assume they're not singing «Kumbaya» around the campfire.

Better overseas but if Chelsea are the only option better 60m than free next year with player around the camp who doesn't want to be there, (one of a few I suspect).

It's been a difficult last few months for Liverpool and everyone involved at the club, after a terrible run of results, but their victory in the Merseyside Derby, one which heated and did have it's controversial moments, may just have lifted the mood in the camp and perhaps by the time May does come around next year the Liverpool players can look upon this part of the season as the pinnacle point in the season, the point where their season changed for the good... at long last!

I mean, it had started harmlessly enough — a few kids with Princeton shirts in middle school, rumors of summer camps at Duke — but by the time senior year rolled around, competition was so fierce that people didn't even talk about where they were applying.

All around us lay base camp: a few plain cement buildings and palm - thatched tenting sites administered by Conservation International and used mostly by lemur researchers.

I went from being a boot camp instructor, personal trainer, who took my kids hiking most days, to barely being able to walk a few blocks around my neighborhood.

From the man who loves to camp to the man who loves alcohol (ok — there are a few gifts around that theme), there's something for everyone.

I like to fish go hiking go to the beach camp out have bon fires and a few drinks around the fire with good friends.

But every time Mamma shows a few cracks, or the pace lags, Streep and her posse wind boas around their necks for a high - camp dance, pound back some wine, or prance along a clifftop in riotous song, picking up various villagers who join in as they go.

Despite the fact that these comedies have been built almost entirely around boorish body fluid jokes and a very few bawdy gems («This one time, at band camp...»), in «American Wedding» director Jesse Dylan jumps so impetuously from dog - doo - mistaken - for - chocolate gags to trite tender - moment montage sequences to sex scenes involving invalid grandmothers that none of it — the jokes or the sentiment — comes across with any conviction.

Given the demand for software skills in the labor market, there's been a lot of fanfare in recent years around seeding opportunities to boost young people's computer science skills — the Hour of Code, the emergence of numerous coding boot camps, and edX's very popular Harvard MOOC, CS50, to name a few.

One of the best vacations I've ever taken was when my son was an infant — we just packed up the car and drove around Minnesota, eventually camping for a few days along the north shore of Lake Superior.

If your dog is a novice at being outdoors but you really want to try out camping, then take a few short hiking trips to get him used to being outside on trails, around wildlife and new people.

The Desert Retreat Camp is the last camp in this part of the desert and there's nothing else around except for a few buildings where locals store feed for the goats that wander nearby.

Green Iguana's Costa Rica surf camp truly cares about more than just making a few dollars... we enjoy teaching people from around the world this wonderful life, with the goal that they'll come away with much more than just having learned to ride waves in a Costa Rica surf camp.

Getting to the island, hiking around awestruck by its gorgeous cliffs, living among the birds and camping in the middle of the Pacific Ocean were just a few of the highlights.

As I slipped into the transparent waters that lure outdoor adventurers from around the globe, all that was visible was the rust color of the cliffs surrounding our beach camp and a few darting electric blue fish.

Playa Madera around San Juan del Sur is a good surf beach for beginners and intermeditae surfers, there's a few surf camps in the area too

Here are just a few photos from around the camp and the cafe, as you can see, we are right on Hash Point, your next surf is literally just 5 meters away!

Original Surf Morocco is a fairly small, family - run surf camp, which leads to a really welcoming atmosphere around the house and maybe it is because of this that we get quite a few people travelling on their own who come and stay here.

Now onto the Single player mode or the «single player upgrade» if you've purchased the multiplayer edition, this is basically the same as a private match in multiplayer, you play one of the multiplayer selections against AI on top of that you have survival mode which was rather confusing, my idea of the game was a normal FPS game with zombies implemented so you can't camp, when you're playing the survival mode the full area has some sort of gas which will kill you if you don't get out of it, you get sent to different air pockets which open up in a set area per round, this meaning you have to camp in the air bubble and take on the hordes of zombies approaching, I've played a few zombie fps games in my days and always wanted to move around, create a train and take them out, on top of that ammo drops or weapon drops are in said bubbles and lack in quality, I wasn't impressed with the survival mode implementation and wouldn't advise any horde fans to even look at it.

A few weeks ago I was walking around the WOMAD festival munching on Riverford Organic brownies and sipping from a Frank Water refillable bottle when I stumbled across the Roots Architecture camp and was immediately struck by the beauty

Last week we kept warm around a camp fire and enjoyed a few toasted marshmallows in between planting the trees.

I played football in college, a little Arena, Canadian, and bounced around to a few camps and tryouts with NFL teams but never made it.

Me and the fur kids are camped out on the couch again today... Long story short, my palindromic rheumatism (which flares up every few years) caused the big ol' Bakers Cyst behind my knee to rupture, and I've been limping around since Friday night.

Well, I finished it when I sat outside for a few hours, watching my boys at football camp, but I just got around to ironing the «hoop impression» out of it this week.