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Muddy Pete's day off (2000 miles and one left turn)

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It started as black spaces. Then the only black magic marker I could find dried up. Then brown, then green. Then I found a red one and viola!

 

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Camp Lollipop 2014! I gave Ace his survival bag. He took it apart to reorganize it. His feed-back was that TOPS whistles sound like trains and are good for ghost stories. 

 

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Detour to see the B-Street Band. The oldest existing Bruce Springsteen E-Street tribute band.  When’s my Marshall Tucker tribute band coming?

 

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Working with Ace’s kit. Wire saw on a branch. Spambo got put to work.

 

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0800 and he’s back on the pump drill. Martini cooked us pancakes, bacon and coffee breakfast. I was to going make Doritos and bannock. 

 

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Hoomid today.

 

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I took my coworkers on the trail today. No one was lost or eaten.  One was, but we found him.

 

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TREE FROG! TREE FROG! TREE FROGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!

 

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Nope, just a stone.

 

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TREE FROG! TREE FROG! TREE FROGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!

 

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We had one walking up the screen on the living room window today. They have been pretty quiet this year.

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Scout camping trip. Troop 307. French Creek State park outside Reading, Pa.

 

My amigo calls me up. Says, my son Butters is going to his first scout camping trip. Butters has never even seen a tent before. My amigo hasn’t camped in years. To boot his ex-wife whom Butters lives with and her husband, Dipstick and his three kids are also going. I have never been in the scouts. I have watched the movie Meatballs. I watched Dirty Dozen. 

 

What could go wrong?

 

9:00 AM it’s raining. The shelter to go over the picnic tables is missing the tarp. The tents are missing. My Amigos exwife and one child have declined this adventure. HOWEVER, Dipstick’s exwife is going in her place.   

 

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Butters.

 

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The shelter is up. The Grand Poobah is addressing the kids. Let’s not stand under the shelter, lets stand in the wet grass and drone about environmental impact and fire safety. Meanwhile there is group of college kids at the other end of the field playing a pan flute and yelling loudly. Oh, if I had a hockey mask.

 

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Finally. The kids were fed up with my whining.

 

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I gave Butters some coconut bowls and his mood improved.

 

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Sam Spam to the rescue.

 

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Notice kids get a kick out of things that appall the adults? I have this snack that I make with peanutbutter, honey and raisins. I call it Survival poo. Rolled up into little balls. Hey Billy, is this deer or coyote? Then I eat it. Mmm, deer and walk off. Billy thought that was great. The Scoutmaster… not so much. Wait 'til Grand Poobah hears of this!

 

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Hopewell Furnace.

 

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Food! No foraging for this bunch. A new wrinkle in the soap opera. My amigos ex-wife found out that Dipstick’s ex-wife was at the campout and showed up. Catfight? Nope. Dipstick’s ex-wife left. 

 

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Burgers wrapped in foil with with veggies and a slice of potato. This is a neat idea. Dipstick took complete credit.

 

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Ms. B. (Dipstick’s daughter) Again, Sam Spam to the rescue.

 

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These two speak utter gibberish yet understand each other perfectly.

 

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I took them up to the water pump. There The Grand Poobah yelled at ME for playing in the water. At no point has Dipstick noticed two missing children.

 

Ms B. has my hat and the bunny. I had to bribe with Smores to get them both back.

 

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Grand Poobah came over and rambled somemore. Let the kids eat their marshmellows and be free.

 

8:30 PM all are in their tents. Smoke if ya got ‘em

 

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Grownup time. Dipstick was banished. Or scared of the dark. Turns out some of the parents liked knives. I made some char cloth. 

 

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Sunday AM. Way too early in the AM everyone was up. One kid got a splinter. His den-mother/ Grandma  treated him for a concussion. I offered to ampute. He thought it was funny. Grandma not as much.

 

Pack out. IHOP.

 

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