2009 was my first experience at BRANA and I had no idea what to expect. When I first came into the rooms, I said “Okay, now that I’m clean what do I do to have fun?” I was then bombarded with “BRANA!” Okay, what the f@#k is a BRANA? Well, then July came around and I found out. The best way I can describe it is UNCONDITIONAL LOVE! This year (2010) I couldn’t wait for BRANA to arrive again. My job was closing the same weekend as the campout and rather than stay and make the few extra bucks that I desperately needed, I decided that nothing was going to stand in the way of going. I have absolutely fallen in love with BRANA. When I’m here all my troubles seem to vanish. That is priceless!
The BRANA Campout planning committee met August 21, 2010. BRANA 29 was a great success, but we have some issues to address. There were some glitches in registration, both online and at the event, that need to be smoothed out. Also, we had our share of complaints, including how we handled the merchandise, a shortage of campground maps and announcements and late arrivals setting up on the wrong campsites.
In the coming months, the committee will set the budget, decide on a theme and get the planning process moving for BRANA 30. If you haven’t marked your calendar, it’s the third weekend in July, July 15-17, 2011.
I’m 28 years old and my clean date is 25 March 2008. I’ve been in the Army for 7 years and I’ve never been camping for fun before. This is not only my first BRANA Campout, but my first time spending time in nature for leisure. This is absolutely amazing! Recovery + Nature = Awesome! The main speaker on Saturday was so great to watch and he had/carried a powerful message. Thanks BRANA! Love ya Lots.
It has been nice seeing you at BRANA this year. It’s been fun hanging with my BRANA crew and meeting new people. My great friend Kelli has her clean date during BRANA every year and that makes it even more special. Fellowshipping with my family makes the trip worthwhile. Love.
My first BRANA was 2003. A female in the program told me to just bring my clothes, something to drink and what time to be ready. All was in the J-Loop then. Another female put me to work peeling potatoes and that was when I started feeling a part of. Now I save up, bring extra food, extra tent and do service while I’m here. And “WE” take over the whole campground. I cry everytime when I leave. The spiritual “high” I get here lasts me just about all year. I will keep coming back.