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Shark Patrol
Bryant
A lot of things have happened during and after the summer- I
went on the Hawaii trip, almost the whole patrol went to summer
camp, and there were advancements by everyone. First things first-
our patrol needs a new patrol flag, since the last one died a
horrible death at the Camporee. So that’s one thing we’re
working on, in addition to getting the Scouts advancement in rank.
Congratulations goes out to Alex, who will be getting his Second
Class at the next Court of Honor, and Daniel (the Assistant Patrol
Leader) who got into the Order of the Arrow (Remember my previous
information on that? Yes…you know you want to join!). Now
that Scouts is back full-time for the year, I look forward to
advancing the scouts up and teaching them new skills. Well, that’s
the Sharks’ status…until next time, this is the patrol
leader Bryant Look, signing off…
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Falcon Patrol
Derek
The Falcon patrol is starting off with a new burst
of vigor and optimism. They have begun much this New Year with
a new goal: to work together and excel in rank. We’ve been
working on working together and now is our time to pull our selves
together and try to achieve more then our expectations.
It is time to move on with our scouting ways and go for the hights
and have fun. We are all exited to start the New Year and learn
new things and become a more effective team or patrol. So far
we have started out on the right foot and plan to proceed with
speed and understanding. As eagles we are on our way to the top.
What I have seen in these few short weeks has been exceptional.
I have seen less anger and frustration between scouts and more
understanding and more enjoyable relationships. There has been
more cooperation and tolerance for each other.
This gives me hope for even more incredible progress through the
rest of the year. If it continues on like this or better, I’m
sure anything is possible, and rank seems easily probable. I am
impressed and plan to begin by saying that there will be a further
endeavor to promote rank among the patrol as yet.
That’s all there is for now because the year is just beginning.
The future must be recognized for now and acted upon shortly.
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SPL Corner
James
Hi! This is your SPL James Enomoto, and I hope you all had a fun
and productive summer. Now that you are back, we will be working
hard on getting you guys to advance. In order for us to do
this, we need you to come to us when you need something signed off. If
you really want or need more time to work on your advancement, talk
to your patrol leaders and keep reminding them that you want a patrol
meeting. All of the Senior Patrol would also greatly appreciate
it if the younger scouts would try to listen, pay more attention,
and fool around less during our discussions.
For all of you scouts that went to summer camp, I hope you all had
a fun time and got a lot done. Remember that if you didn’t
complete a merit badge and have a partial, you can find a counselor
in this area and finish it up. Everyone else that didn’t go
to summer camp, I hope that you will be there next year. I think
this will be a great year for this troop. I would like to see
all of you at the Scout-O-Rama so we can display the skills we have
learned and get more people to join us. For the rest of our
Troop 463 year, we have many fun outings and activities planned
so come, have fun, and accomplish a lot towards your ranks.
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Yosemite Backpacking
6/16-20/02
Bryant
Ahhh…backpacking. Going up and down hills, walking for miles
and miles, all with around forty pounds on your back. It seems to
be the ‘ultimate’ camping experience. This summer, as
a prep trip for Hawaii, four adventurous scouts and two brave adults
went on a grueling backpacking trip in picturesque Yosemite.
The first night was easy; we found our campsite and slept under
the stars. The next morning, it was a quick cereal breakfast and
then a car drive to the trail. The hike started out easy enough,
hiking over relatively flat ground on dirt paths. After an hour
or two of that, however, we started going down the dreaded switchbacks.
Switchbacks are basically zigzags downhill, which are supposed to
make hiking easier by not having you go downhill at a very steep
angle. In theory, this works perfectly; in real life, I wished I
could have just slid down the hill on my back, rather than go down
the 100+ switchbacks. After around two hours just getting down the
hill, I realized there was still a good amount of trail to cover.
It took me another 3 or 4 hours to get to the camp, where most of
the other people were waiting. We ate a freeze-dried dinner, hung
up the food, maybe soaked our feet in the chilly river, and collapsed
in the tents.
The following day was a rest period for our bodies; almost everyone
lied around camp, recuperating from the previous day. I say almost
because the Thurgates actually went on a day hike for several hours.
So there was not much activity the second day, merely rest and the
relaxation of our feet in the numbing river.
The third day was a punishing hike over one of the cruelest hills
in the entire world. I kid you not, that
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hill was most definitely spiteful and bitter. We started
the day off with a quick breakfast and got on the trail. The first
couple miles were deceptively easy, with barely any elevation climb.
Then came the small ridges, which were moderately difficult, but
nothing to panic about. Finally, four of us (the Thurgates were
far ahead, for basically the entire trip) reached a fairly big elevation
climb, which had our knees aching quite a bit and the sweat pouring
down. Finally, we reached a part where we could see what was ahead-
and we groaned-very loudly. There was a giant MOUNTAIN looming ahead.
The long journey up the gargantuan took several hours at least,
with more cruel surprises at every switchback. Every time you thought
you could see the top, you merely reached that point and discovered
it was yet another false top. When I finally reached the top, I
shouted for joy and started running down. A hour or so later, we
finally reached the place the Thurgates had set up, finally enabling
us to drop our burdens and get away from the mosquitoes. (Since
I haven’t mentioned them yet, I will here- there were many,
MANY mosquitoes)
The fourth day was the one that had the best scenery, and also the
most confusing hike. The hike started out easy, dipping through
some watery marshes and through some mercifully shady forest paths.
Right before I reached the gigantic hill that led up to the waterfall,
I finally caught up to Brian. We started the long journey up the
hill, which was incredibly taxing on your strength. Mr. Thurgate
passed me on the way up to the waterfall, and continued ahead. I
eventually reached the top where the Thurgates waited, and after
a short rest, we took off. (Note: the waterfall was beautiful, you
could see two rainbows from the top of it) Now, the Thurgates got
far ahead of me, while Mr. Enomoto, James, and Karl were far behind
me. I didn’t have that much trouble following the relatively
easy trail, except at this huge marshy place where water was everywhere.
I finally got to the end of the trail, climbed yet another giant
hill, and I was at Camp Glenn Aulin. The only problem was that I
didn’t know what campsite number we were in. To make things
worse, my walkie-talkie broke. To cap off the events, one of the
bolts in my backpack fell out, making one strap unusable (YOU try
carrying 40 pounds on ONE strap). So I ended up waiting an hour
for James, Karl, and Mr. Enomoto to
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arrive. We settled in at a campsite for the night,
and got ready for the return trip.
The following day was quite an anomaly for the trip, as we covered
five miles in a few hours (most other hikes took around 6 hours
at least, although the last day was all easy hiking). After the
short hike back, we waited at the Yosemite Post Office for the
shuttle bus. It finally arrived after a few hours of waiting,
and we took a short 30-mile hop to our cars, where we then took
the long but relaxing trip back home.
Hawaii
6/28-7/3/02
James
Our High Adventure trip
that included Brian Thurgate, Bryant Look, James Enomoto, Mr.
Look, and Mr. Thurgate began with a trip to the Thurgate’s
house at 3:30 AM on June 28, 2002. Mrs. Thurgate drove us to Oakland
International Airport, where we departed at 7:25 AM. After the
long plane ride to Kauai, we finally arrived at about 9:40 AM.
(Hawaiian time) Once we got there, we picked up our van and all
our supplies before heading to our first campsite at Kokee State
Park.
The next day we woke up very early with the help of some local
roosters. After breakfast, we proceeded to go on a hike where
we enjoyed many great views of the local scenery, including some
magnificent
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waterfalls. After we got back and had lunch, we
left on another hike. This was one of the most painful hikes of
the trip. Not only was it a moderately hard hike, we also had
to walk through some thorny berry bushes all along the trail.
Although some of us didn’t enjoy these bushes, Brian and
Mr. Look really enjoyed eating the berries they picked. After
a couple of hours we arrived at our destination. From this point
we walked off the trail, out of the trees, and onto a cliff with
steep drops on both sides. We were able to get a great view of
two waterfalls that flowed into some pools below. The part that
Bryant liked the most was not the waterfalls, but the sight of
a goat with her two calves.
When we woke up the next morning, we once again packed up and
went on a short hike before arriving at our next campsite (Anini
Beach). We were all surprised to see something pretty unusual,
a polo game being played across the street from our campsite.
After the game, we finally got an opportunity to get into the
water and go snorkeling. Although Bryant and I didn’t go
out as far as Brian and Mr. Thurgate, we still got to see lots
of colorful fish, while they were lucky enough to observe a sea
turtle. Later, during dinner, Bryant snapped his braces and couldn’t
go snorkeling with the rest of us the next day.
While Bryant and Mr. Look were gone for the brace repairs, I had
a lot of fun with Brian and Mr. Thurgate, going snorkeling twice
and observing many more colorful fish. While driving between beaches,
we also visited some really neat caves. When we got back that
night we went to a Lu’au. There was a lot of good food including
kalua pig and the very interesting and unique poi. During dinner,
hula dancers and live music entertained us. We all had a good
time and would like to do it again.
On our last day, we took the best known of all our hikes on Kauai
to the “Sleeping Giant “. Even though the hike took
us awhile, the view from the top was well worth it. We were able
to see most of the island, and its amazing scenery. That night
we stayed at the Garden Island Hotel and packed for our upcoming
flight to the Big Island of Hawaii, the next morning. When we
arrived on the Big Island we got our van and drove off to what
would be our home for the next 5 days,Volcano National Park.
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7/4-8/02
Bryant
July 4- Our first full day on the big island of Hawaii. We woke
up early in the morning and got finished with breakfast quickly.
During the day we did some day hikes and also went to go see some
lava-which was very interesting. In Hawaii, they must not be awfully
concerned about the dangers of hot molten lava, since you could
walk on top of the lava if you felt that desire. In the daytime,
lava was not that impressive, as it was a gray shade on the top
and you could only see a rather faint red when it moved. The real
attraction came later that night, where we went back to the same
place to see the lava in the dark. It was an eerie feeling, watching
the crimson glow against the blackness of the night. Dozens of other
people had come out to see the lava, which was flowing much faster
in the nighttime. To illustrate how hot the lava was to you, the
reader, I brought two long sticks with me when we went at night.
I threw one right in front of the lava, as Brian also did, and we
watched as the sticks erupted into flame and burnt out. It was a
very cool experience, something different than just fireworks on
the Fourth of July.
July 5-6- These two days are somewhat of a blur, since I can distinctly
remember only one thing about them: hiking. Typically, we’d
eat breakfast in the morning, throw our daypacks in the van and
get on the road. The day would usually be one long day hike supplemented
by several short ones, all with the intent of seeing something extraordinary
in nature. One of the days we took an extremely exhausting hike
through one of the worst trails ever created. The trail offered
a “spectacular view of the volcano”, according to the
guidebook. Something the guidebook failed to mention was what a
bad shape the trail was in. Throughout the 6-7 hour hike, there
was rain, making the trail even muddier than
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before, if possible. Most of the hike was spent jumping
from tree root to tree root, rather than walking on solid ground.
Only the Thurgates went the whole trail length; the rest of us were
too tired from slogging through the mud (you know what I said about
the tree roots? There weren’t always tree roots to land on).
Another day we took a much more gratifying hike through this valley
that had steam vents and fairly deep crevice. The winds were high
in the valley, causing a chill; but the sight of the huge crater
(before we entered the valley) and the warm steam vents was worth
it.
July 7- This day was spent in Kona, viewing some of its historical
places and tourist shops. Brian went on a nighttime Manta Ray scuba
dive, while the rest of the group camped out on the beach. We basically
just cooked dinner and rested, although I body surfed the waves
a little (well, maybe more got beaten down by the waves).
July 8- Ahh…the day of the scuba dive! James, Brian, and I
woke up in the morning and got ready for our trip into the ocean.
The adults saw us off from the scuba shop, and then went into town
while we went out to sea. James and I, beginning scuba divers, went
into one dive group while Brian went into a different one. (For
those reasons, I can only write about my experience). The instructor
went over some basic scuba actions, and then we got into the water
and practiced them (One thing I haven’t mentioned yet-Hawaii
water is WARM, as in heated swimming pool warm). When we went down
for our first dive, I was thoroughly excited. We went as deep as
30 feet on the first dive, and we looked at the different sea animals
and plants. After our oxygen got to low, we came back up, had lunch,
and went to another dive site. The second time, we saw more interesting
things, went lower (40 feet), and stayed down longer. Undersea,
there are so many bright and colorful creatures, you just can’t
fully describe it. One thing I can say we saw were some small eels
and a sea turtle that was lying on the ocean floor.
After we got back from the scuba diving, we went to a campsite by
the beach. During the ride, we noticed people spelled things out
with white rocks on the hillsides (pretty entertaining). We had
a last good meal before backpacking (steak and potatoes), distributed
the group gear and rearranged our packs, and finally went to sleep.
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7/9-14/02
Brian
We woke up early on the 9th in order to get an early start on backpacking.
We couldn’t park at the overlook, so we dropped off the packs,
then my dad went back and dropped off the car. It was a very long
descent into Waimanu valley, 900 vertical feet in a very short distance.
By the bottom, we were already tired, and we still had a climb of
1200 feet 8 miles and a descent of 1200 feet. At the bottom of Waimanu
valley, there was a river, a very big river. We tried finding a
crossing, by wading in without our backpacks, but we were unable
to get across since the river was swelled by rainwater. We enlisted
the help of an inflatable boat for a small fee of $20. This covered
all of us and our gear. We worried a little that we wouldn’t
be able to get a ride back across but decided to try anyway. We
then had a grueling 1200-foot climb, which afforded great views,
but also took a lot of energy. By the time we got to the top of
the ridge between the two valleys, some of us were ready to go back.
However, we persisted and fourteen small valleys, about two-hundred
foot rises and dips, and about six hours later we were finally to
the top of Waipi’o valley. It was beautiful. It was a very
long decent but it afforded some awesome views. The whole thing
was amazing. Given the recent downpours, the waterfalls were flowing
amazingly well. In Waipi’o valley, we had another river to
cross. Although we may have been able to, we decided not to try
since we were worried about getting stuck on the other side. It
was pretty late when we finally got camp set-up so we didn’t
do much the rest of the day.
The second day of our backpacking trip was a layover day. First,
we decided to try and rig something to help a group who had crossed
the river, then when it
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rained got stuck on the other side get back across.
We rigged a surfboard like boogey board with some ¼ inch
ropes. We tied one to the boogey board and a tree upriver so the
board would not get swept downstream, and another two we put across
the river so each side had an end to pull to bring it back and forth
from shore to shore. This way, by simply lying on the board, we
could be pulled across the river by someone on the other side. We
then went off to the beach and played in the waves. We all had a
lot of fun, especially James. At the beach, there was a rip tide,
which was very annoying since it meant that we had to stay close
to shore. James accidentally let himself get out a little far and
had a hard time getting back in. After lunch, James, Bryant, and
Mr. Look remained at camp while my dad and I went to see the waterfall.
It was a fairly short walk and we soon were underneath it. It was
very cool, and the mist from it enveloped the forest for hundreds
of feet. When we went back, the other group was packing up. They
were a day late leaving and they wanted to get across the river.
We ended up helping them cross, with me carrying their packs on
the boogy boardish thing, and James, Bryant, and my dad taking turns
pulling the rope to get me across. After all the packs were across
the members of the group ferried across. After the crossing was
done, they continued up the hill to camp at a shelter and we had
dinner and went to sleep.
The third and final day of the backpacking trip, we hiked out, starting
with the 1200 foot climb, along the ridge, then 1200 feet down the
other side, then after hiking 9 miles we had another climb this
one of 900 feet. In spite of the fact that we had more up on the
way out, we went much faster. We got to Waimanu valley by lunch.
After wading the river, we ate lunch. The river had gone down substantially,
so that it was only up to our waists. After reaching the top and
getting the car, we went shopping for some perishable food items,
drove to our campsite, then past it. We weren’t lost though;
we just went to see some sites up the road. We saw two really neat,
tall waterfalls, and then had some tasty Hawaiian ice cream. We
then went to camp, had dinner, and went to sleep.
The next day we were in a little bit of a hurry since we had to
get to the hotel and then return the van by ten. We succeeded and
got a brand-new, 2003,
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Ford Expedition. It seemed weird to me, getting
a 2003 so far before the change of 2002, but we were happy. It
was a lot bigger than we had expected. We then went up to Mauna
Loa and Mauna Kea. On the way up, we stopped at some caves which
extended for miles underground. All of us except Mr. Look, went
in to explore them, and although we sure didn’t go the whole
way, (walking in them is pretty slow,) it was a lot of fun. We
didn’t spend much time here since we needed to get to Mauna
Kea before it got dark. We then drove up Mona Loa, a very interesting
ride. It was a one lane paved road with lots of turns and ups
and downs. When we went over the little hillish things going fast
it was like a roller coaster and the ice chest in back kept becoming
airborne. When we were nearly at the top, one of our bags of Doritos
popped open from the lack of air pressure around it. We didn’t
go to the top since it was a ten-mile or so hike and we didn’t
have the time or the desire (at 11,000 feet it is a lot harder
to hike). There was a neat view of Mauna Kea from the end of the
road, but not much else of interest. Next we went to the visitor
center on Mauna Kea. There were some neat exhibits and facts there
but we didn’t spend a whole lot of time, since we wanted
to do a little exploring before sunset. We looked around on the
top a little driving to different telescopes (although they were
all already closed to visitors). Then James, my dad, and I went
on a hike to the highest lake in the world. It was fed by permafrost.
It was pretty neat, and although only half a mile away it was
very difficult at 13,000 feet. The water was very cold and not
clear at all. It was easy to see why the natives used to think
that it was hundreds of feet deep . . . in reality it was only
about 9 ft deep! We barely got back to the car in time for sunset.
We drove up the road a little to watch a very panoramic sunset.
We then ate dinner, and looked at the stars a little before going
down to the visitor center. At the visitor center some of us looked
through the telescopes at the stars. . . and . . . they didn’t
twinkle. It had excellent views of them and some nebulas. We then
returned to the hotel.
Our last full day in Hawaii, we spent seeing a couple of sights,
such as Pep’epe Falls, Rainbow Falls, the freshest cleanest
air on earth, and a very interesting, naturally fed and heated
swimming pond. We also drove out to the lava flow from the Hilo
side. There were a lot
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of neat views along the road and at the falls. We
then returned to Hilo and spent the rest of the day shopping.
We then had the most overpriced dinner and went to bed.
The following day we flew home via Honolulu, a very long, boring,
and uneventful trip. And that ended our wonderful trip to Hawaii.
Glacial Trails
8/3-10/02
David Ho
Our troop went to Glacial Trails this year for summer camp.
It was, as always, endlessly fun, although maybe not as spectacularly
amazing as some of the other camps we’ve been to. At first,
it wasn’t that great; we brought in our own tents since the
camp didn’t provide tentage. Also, the first meal was suspected
by some to have been made of the same primordial ooze from which
life first arose on Earth (I didn’t think it was too bad,
but anyway…). Later, they seemed to get their act together
a bit (in my opinion, the only opinion that matters), improving
their food and starting merit badge sessions. The instructors,
as always, were great: funny, nice, helpful, etc. We all (as you
can tell from the long Court of Honor ceremony) got a lot of merit
badges, and had a lot of fun doing so. I found that (most of)
the counselors actually made you do work at this camp. Also, they
organized the merit badges interestingly – only 1 merit badge
per day, but you finish it completely in that day.
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Next, there were the activities. Some of the memorable
activities included a staff hunt, where you look for as many hidden
staff as you can throughout the camp (in which AJ found our only
staff member, the medic – an extremely friendly and fun guy);
a who-can-make-the-best-cobbler contest (which we didn’t
win, but at which Brian and David made a valiant attempt; in any
case, we got to eat our chocolate-cherry cobbler… it was
good); 3 amazing, incredibly funny, well-performed campfires,
in which the best act in most people’s opinion was “This
Ol Cardboard Box, with Hobo Joe;” a lost mine hike for younger
scouts, where they went off inside a ‘lost mine’ –
a mine that wasn’t on any maps; a mountain man thingy where
we shot a black powder rifle, some people threw tomahawks, and
David recited his ‘tizIGHT’ Original Prose / Poetry
entry while watching the sun go over the lake; a ‘shiver
shiveree’ thingy where Mr. Lofgren (quite intelligently)
decided that it would be a good idea to wake up at about 5:00
AM every day and go jump in the ice-cold lake; a day hike to and
from ‘lake 6(?),’ another of the 13 lakes around the
Glacial Trails, where most of us jumped off an adjacent ~30-foot
cliff into the lake (this one was a lot warmer); and an uber-leet
Brotherhood OA ceremony where Brian and David got Brotherhood.
Some other interesting things, Brian and David woke up early one
day to go see the sunrise over the lake. HOLY WOW IT WAS AMAZING.
Yellow sun piercing over the horizon, white mist flowing ethereally
over lake, purple-orange-yellow haze of the distant sky, and green
trees and gray rock in the next valley over. Lets see. And also,
Troop 463 REVIVED THE TROOP CHEER. Hmmm… well in any case
we had an amazingly fun time. Yeah. I’ll end on that note.
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MacKerricher
8/31-9/2/02
Derek Webb
That’s right! This was our annual fun “summer”
beach trip and it was… tremendously excellent! The trip took
place on August 31 to September 2 to MacKerricher Park. MacKerricher
Park is a beautiful Northern California coastal park. It had excellent
lavatory facilities and many cool shady campgrounds.
The drive up was long and foggy. (I don’t envy the drivers:
5 hour drive) Most of the scouts slept or read. It was a fairly
quiet and relaxed drive. When we arrived at the park (around 1:30)
we circled it several times and picked out a couple campgrounds
close together and big enough to accommodate all of our dedicated
scouts.
Once we were settled and the camp was set up, we all wanted to
play on the beach, and so we did. We hiked up north along the
sandy dunes by the ocean and found a great place to stop and play.
The waves were immense (unusually oversized for this time of year).
Some scouts found delight in rolling a huge log into the waves
and having the waves push it back. Trying our hardest no one could
get it out to sea. Then many of us played a terrific game of football
on the dunes; others simply buried the younger scouts up to their
necks (with their consent). Then it was evening and time to cook
dinner. So we returned, many of us drenched in seawater.
It turns out that the patrols excellent menu plans happened to
be the same. But of course, each patrol forgot small essentials
but was supplied by the other. For all meals, the patrols were
a little slow on the cleaning, but everyone was having a good
time participating.
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After dinner, we all went to a campfire open to
all campers. The instructor led us all in some songs and information
about the beach and general area. Then he gave us a great slide
presentation of the different bird species, which inhabited the
area. It told us of all the general survival techniques of all
the different species.
Then it was time for bed, after the long exhausting day, we welcomed
this satisfying rest. The next day we all got up early and started
to cook breakfast (which was the same for each patrol). By about
9:30, we headed south along the coast on our 5-mile hike, lead
by two of the scouts using a map and compass to guide us for a
requirement. We all walked along the coast, sometimes on cliff
edges, enjoying the view, and sometimes along the shore enjoying
the beach and waves. Today the winds had died down and the waves
were not so big. We spotted many of the bird life shown to us
during the slide show.
We were heading toward Fort Bragg and stopped short of it about
a mile or two. There we stayed on the beach and many of the scouts
played in the numbing cold surge of the waves, while others buried
more scouts. We had lunch and played until it was time to leave.
On the walk back to camp, we stopped at a couple of tide pools
and looked at the interesting marine life. On one of the beaches,
we found a mostly intact jellyfish and took pictures. It may have
still been alive, but would not survive even if brought back to
the sea. We got back to camp drenched again, and cleaned up. Then
we would all sign off the younger scouts requirements and learn
some new things ourselves. In the evening, we cooked our hamburgers,
and cleaned up.
That night we made our own campfire and roasted some marshmallows.
Then we all went to our tents and slept. We were all tired from
the days adventure.
The next morning was fast passed and the camp had to be taken
down and be litter free before we left. It was about 9:00 before
we left the camp better then we found it.
Our long five hour drive back was much more exciting and social,
but many scouts still slept their share before the ride was up.
We were stuck many times behind big campers that wouldn’t
pull over, but we
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finally made it back. (I still don’t envy the
drivers who couldn’t sleep in the car.) (By the way we had
a shortage of drivers in the beginning but it must have been fixed.
So thanks to all the drivers.) (I guess I can relate now since I’ve
now been in their situation).
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