I arrived at camp around 1 PM to check on some things and snow began falling shortly thereafter.  By the time I went to leave I was told to stay as the roads were quite messy.  So I was forced to help the Campmaster Corps eat food, watch movies, play Scrabble and kvetch about Scouting until 1 AM when the roads were clear enough to go home.  I now know why the movement has such difficulty attracting adults with such a rigorous service regiment as that.