Oh jeez, it's been too long since I've posted, and this is just too good of a chance to pass up without writing about, so here I am! I don't know if I'll write about everything, because there's just too much, but I'll try to do my best.
Ok, so we get there Thursday afternoon at about 5:30 and we set up camp. After that's all done and everything we start to prepare the dinner in our dutch ovens. (Which are awesome by the way) Dinner will take about 2 hours to cook, so we go spying on the scouts 2 campsites down. Then we all got a sinister idea... Let's tent-pole them!! (For those of you who don't know what tent-pole means, it's a boy scout term for "Let's sneak up on some poor, unsuspecting, people in the dead of night when everybody is asleep and pull out their tent supports! Then book it.") So that's what we planned!
We also found this nifty little cave by our campsite. It looked like a little tunnel, but once you got inside, you had to climb up this narrow... rocky... thing. That probably didn't really make a lot of sense, but anyway once you got to the top, the little tunnel/cave thing opened up into this big area completely surrounded by all of the rock and mud, although there was no roof, so you could see the sky.
Dinner was finally done at about 10:00 that night and we ate. It was good! Chicken, rice, potatoes and carrots all cooked in a dutch oven! Mmmmm!
Anyway after dinner was done it was about 10:30. That's when we decided we should head out to the other campsite. So we got some red headlamps and headed off. When we got there, (the camp wasn't right next to ours we had to walk a ways) everyone was still awake and around the campfire. So we climbed up onto a hill next to their site and watched. And waited. And waited. And waited. Finally at about 11:30 they started to go to bed. That's when we sent out the first strike team. After they were positioned nicely, the second strike team went out. (Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that there were three tents, plus the leaders' tent) Two people were still positioned on the hill to give the signal for when the coast was clear. Once the people on the hill were certain everybody was in their tents, they waved for the strike teams to get by the tents. At one of the tents they were doing shadow puppets with their fingers... typical. Boy scouts. Then all of a sudden, a mini avalanche with rocks.The signal! One, two, three!
WUMP!
Down went the tents! We had to book it as fast as we could with making as little noise as we could. As we were running back we heard some of the boys, "Hey c'mon guys, that wasn't nice!" and, "Just go to bed already!"
But you see, we only took down two of their three tents.
We may never know the damage we caused that night between everybody's relationships in that troop, but we do know one thing, it was a blast!!
We also found this nifty little cave by our campsite. It looked like a little tunnel, but once you got inside, you had to climb up this narrow... rocky... thing. That probably didn't really make a lot of sense, but anyway once you got to the top, the little tunnel/cave thing opened up into this big area completely surrounded by all of the rock and mud, although there was no roof, so you could see the sky.
Dinner was finally done at about 10:00 that night and we ate. It was good! Chicken, rice, potatoes and carrots all cooked in a dutch oven! Mmmmm!
Anyway after dinner was done it was about 10:30. That's when we decided we should head out to the other campsite. So we got some red headlamps and headed off. When we got there, (the camp wasn't right next to ours we had to walk a ways) everyone was still awake and around the campfire. So we climbed up onto a hill next to their site and watched. And waited. And waited. And waited. Finally at about 11:30 they started to go to bed. That's when we sent out the first strike team. After they were positioned nicely, the second strike team went out. (Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that there were three tents, plus the leaders' tent) Two people were still positioned on the hill to give the signal for when the coast was clear. Once the people on the hill were certain everybody was in their tents, they waved for the strike teams to get by the tents. At one of the tents they were doing shadow puppets with their fingers... typical. Boy scouts. Then all of a sudden, a mini avalanche with rocks.The signal! One, two, three!
WUMP!
Down went the tents! We had to book it as fast as we could with making as little noise as we could. As we were running back we heard some of the boys, "Hey c'mon guys, that wasn't nice!" and, "Just go to bed already!"
But you see, we only took down two of their three tents.
We may never know the damage we caused that night between everybody's relationships in that troop, but we do know one thing, it was a blast!!
