Swamping the Canoe
Nine of us wanted to go canoeing, and we had three canoes. We piled in — three to a canoe — and headed out. We paddled past the calm inlet, and out into the Housatonic River to see what we might find.
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Camp and trail stories, including an Appalachian Trail thru-hike and the Allagash Wilderness Waterway.
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Nine of us wanted to go canoeing, and we had three canoes. We piled in — three to a canoe — and headed out. We paddled past the calm inlet, and out into the Housatonic River to see what we might find.
Our Troop paddles the Delaware river every other year, and we just finished this summer's trip. The trip was fun -- as usual, but it was also quite challenging early on. Monday and Tuesday it rained and was cool. We stopped at Dingman's Ferry on Tuesday at noon, which has public rest rooms.
When I was a Cub Scout at summer camp at Camp Tadma there was an incident one night. There were two bunk mates, and one was asleep and one was awake. The awake Scout was thirsty so asked for a drink of water.
On my first camping trip in Boy Scouts I was with a kid I didn't really know well. We go to set up our tents and we are doing a good job, but once we get every thing set up we go to put the fly on and there are no more poles so we…
The same year and leader as the run away scout , there was a wood spider in her tent. Freaking out (again), one of the other leaders sweeps it out of the tent. Her son tells her the spider would come back to its nest in her tent.
One night at cub scout camp there was a kid crying. The scout had to pee, a leader comes over to see what the problem was. Then the leader looks over to see her son. he was not there. she freaked out.
One year at summer camp there was an older Scout that was completely scared of bugs. So one night we were going to bed and we hear this high-pitched scream coming from the Scout's tent. There was a giant beetle in the tent, so one of the Scout leaders (my tentmate's dad) goes to check…
08/09 Hiked with Sandman & Irish to Galehead Hut. Hiked over Mt. Liberty, Haystack, Lincoln, Lafayette, & Garfield. The walk along the ridge was fantastic, you could see forever. Hike down from Garfield was very steep & rocky. Still having problem with my left knee, hope it gets better.
Been a while since internet access. Have hiked over some very steep and rocky mountains. The trails are still muddy, and with all this humidity, makes for very hard hiking. Have to carry lots of water, as I sweat it out as fast as I put in back in.
07/16 More hiking on muddy wet trails. Hiked over Glastenbury Mountain. First 4000 foot climb since the Smokies. Met Steeks at the top, a young thru hiker from Ellington, Connecticut. Stopped at the fire tower to take pictures. Hiked to Kid Gore Shelter where I met a family from New York hiking the Long Trail…
Been a long time between email access. Had a great visit with my family over the 4th holidays. Got back on the trail July 6th. I met up with Old Goat the first morning, last hiked with him in Damascus, VA.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. You might want to start reading from the beginning of the log.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. You might want to start reading from the beginning of the log.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. You might want to start reading from the beginning of the log.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. You might want to start reading from the beginning of the log.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. You might want to start reading from the beginning of the log.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. You might want to start reading from the beginning of the log.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. You might want to start reading from the beginning of the log.
This travelogue was written while hiking the Appalachian Trail. Every once in a while Afterburner had a chance to let us all know about what he had seen and where he was. Well, it sure has been interesting, the mountains in Georgia are nothing like home.
I've been a Scouter with our local troop (Troop 22) for about 7 years. Every year we go to Camp Yawgoog in Rhode Island for summer camp, even though we are based in Albany, NY. A couple years ago we had a few new scouts, fresh from Webelos, with us.
The Scoutmaster suggested we make hard-boiled eggs in the morning (while cooking breakfast) at the Klondike Derby. He said they'd retain their heat well and that if we each took two--one for in each pocket--they'd work well as handwarmers for a while, and then be a nice mid-morning snack.
When I was a Webelos Scout, I spent a week at summer camp. One night I woke up, having some difficulty breathing. While in my sleeping bag I looked down to see a raccoon curled up on my chest. I looked over at my wide-eyed and smiling bunkmate, who had propped his head up with…
Friday afternoon we headed up to Baxter State Park in Maine to climb Mt. Katahdin. It was a long drive and we wanted to get to the campground early to have a good night's sleep before the hike the next day.
This is an excerpt from Allagash Wilderness Waterway , a short book I wrote about canoeing the river with Scout Troop 60 and my Dad and brothers. Friday, July Twenty-First As usual, my Dad and I were playing Clean-Up. We went very slowly since we knew we were nearly back to camp.
This is an excerpt from Allagash Wilderness Waterway , a short book I wrote about canoeing the river with Scout Troop 60 and my Dad and brothers. Thursday, July Twentieth I woke up at around 4:00 am shivering from the cold.
Sometime ago I was a Cubmaster but my boys and husband were all involved in Boy Scouts. In the wintertime the big joke was "I brought in the dog because it's too cold out, but my boys and husband are out camping with the scouts!"