The Creston Club competed in the Great Egg Hunt of 2026 in celebration of spring break earlier this month.
Five hundred eggs–neon pinks, blues and greens–were scattered across the grass like a fallen rainbow, waiting for the hunt to begin.
The members stood behind the line. You could hear the frantic rustle of their crafted bunny bags and the tactical whispers of friends plotting their routes. In the center of it all stood a member, Evan, yelling the final countdown. “Three… two… one… go!”
The line broke. It wasn’t just a run; it was a stampede of sneakers and determination. Within seconds, the green field was a blur of movement, knowing the staff hid some eggs with big prizes. The very few stayed in the middle, vacuuming up every regular egg in sight to guarantee a candy haul. Then, there were the ‘Gold Rush Hunters,’ the ones who moved slower, eyes squinted, looking for that specific metallic glint in the tall grass.
Halfway through, everyone focused on the Golden Egg. After the Egg was found, the aftermath was the best part. Members scattered into small circles across the classroom tables, dumping their hauls. The Great Egg Hunt of 2026 was officially one for the record books.
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