Every one survived the camp out. No loss of life, no poison oak, no bear attacks. It's all good.
Besides the Princess Bride screening, which was so kick ass, the other highlight of the trip would be the camp fire, which was made with dampish wood and had to be jump started with lighter fluid, which then turned it into a TOWERING INFERNO of such intense white hot heat no one could get close enough to roast a freaking marshmallow on it. Notice some of the children actually shielding their faces. Good Times!
And here's a cute picture of the girls. As you can see, they're in the river, but they're not swimming. They're just hiking. In the water. Fine distinction... but I never said no hiking in the water, I just said no swimming. My bad.