Walruses revisited: Hiking, Canoes, Pants, Noisey Camps,
Chuck Bramlet ("ELL447::BRAMLET"@ECC6.ATENG.AZ.HONEYWELL.COM)
Thu, 6 Apr 1995 14:33:51 -0700
I have quite a few subjects to respond to, so rather than making an individual
posting for each one, I decided to roll it _all_ into one post. If anyone is
confused about the reference to "walruses", I am referring to the first stanza
in the poem "The Walrus and the Carpenter", from Lewis Carrol's classic, "Alice's
Adventures in Wonderland".
"The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things.
Of shoe's, and ships, and sealing wax. Of cabbages, and Kings."
I'm _sure_ that I misquoted, there, but...
As far as hiking as a group, vs. every man for himself...
I recently posted something about my backpack stove, and the Wood Badge over-
night. That involved a hike up a rather steep trail that I hiked with my Webelos
Den 6 years ago. I was not at all looking forward to the hike, as I was familiar
with the trail. I knew that I would be straggling in after everyone else, or at
the least, slowing everyone down.
I was amazed that when we hiked the trail, and stayed together as a group, it
was a fairly easy hike. When we got to the top, I was tired, of course. I'm a
bit out of my hiking shape. But, I was definately _not_ winded. When my Webelos
Den had made the hike, there were 3-4 other parents/leaders on the hike. The
boys wanted to get to the top as quickly as possible, and I _didn't_ have fun.
The main thing that saved me was that one of the boys was being a real "pill",
and I ended up "babysitting" a discipline problem up the trail.
I.e., stay in a group. Everyone has _more_ fun.
Also, something I remember from my _old_ boy Scout days: "If you're hiking too
fast to talk, you're hiking too fast!".
Several years ago, my daughter's GS Troop had an annual Father/Daughter outing.
For this one, the girls had voted to take a one day canoe trip on the Colorado
River. Most of us had light canoe experience, but nothing to prepare us for
that. The trip was to be an 8 mile trip in late spring.
The river was a bit rougher than what I was expecting, so I had to paddle a
little harder. But, it seems that the other father in the canoe was used to one
man canoeing. I am in the back, doing what I am used to. He's in the front,
doing what he's used to, and the canoe is zig-zagging across the river, against
the current. Neither of the girls were happy, as they watched thier friends
disappear down river. We finally _did_ figure it out, but it was a mess. BTW,
the 8 mile trip? If anyone is familiar with the CR near Blythe, we went from
Mayflower Campground to Cibola bridge in 8 hours. I figured later that it was
really about 23 miles.
Also, this was the same leader that took my son's new scout patrol on a 5 mile
hike right after they joined up... that went 8 miles with no preconditioning.
Does anyone remember the _old_ Boy Scout uniform pants from the 50's and 60's?
They didn't have cargo pockest either.
When my son's Troop went out for the last campout of the summer, the first year
he was in, we went to the mountains of east-central Arizona. Camp was set up,
and after the evening campfire we all turned in.
The next morning, I got up - my normal sleepy self, and went over by the campfire
where the rest of the adult leadership was. For some reason, most seemed to be a
bit annoyed with me. I finally found out that _my_ snoring had kept about half
the Troop awake that night. (I have a very loud and erratic snore.)
The next night, I slept in the van... ;)
My post on the backpacking stoves needs a bit of clarification. The overnight
was presented as _ZERO_ impact. We were to dig _no_ holes, build _no_ fires,
clear _no_ ground, and cut _no_ wood. All we could do was move the rocks around
so we could sleep more comfortably. It was in _this_ context that I asked the
question. Sorry, I didn't fully explain myself. :S)
What I was looking for was something light that I could put in my backpack, that
I could use as a cooking table. About the best idea that I've seen here so far
is the piece of tarp. Just about everything else is too heavy or not durable.
Well, I guess that about covers it for today...
Chuck Bramlet, ASM Troop 323
Thunderbird District, Grand Canyon Council, Phoenix, Az.
I "used to be" an Antelope! (and a good ol' Antelope, too...) WEM-10-95
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