Scout War Stories?

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notdonhunting mentioned Scout War Stories
That should be worthy of a whole new thread.

I only had 2 kids get bit by rattlesnakes
 
When i was 13 and in scouts we went on are 5 day summer camp. On the second night we went on a over night primitive camp we had to build are own shelter, find are own food, etc. One of the boys had one of those three prong froging sticks with barbs on it. The boy left it leaning up against a log prongs up and that night after dark I stepped over the log (yes you probably have already figured where this is heading) the prongs stuck in my iner thigh about one inch from the my family jewels (i could have been the first transgender in scouts) Well the prong went in about 1 inch and the barb stuck in the fatty tissue we could not pull it out. The scout master was an old farmer so he pulled out his pocket knife and told me not to worry he had used that knife to perform surgery on many of cows and he proceeded to free the prong from my inner thigh. He maybe had perform surgery on many of cows but by the way he was shaking i think that was his first time performing surgery on a person. The best thing back in them days the scout master did not even take me home i stayed the full campout.
 
I was never in the Scout program but I'll never forget one time backpacking in the Marble Mountain Wilderness in northern CA.

Me and two friends had been in for about 10 days and were headed out. We were about 6 miles to the trail head and a storm blew in and started raining with sleet. Time to seek shelter. There was a 3 sided cabin at Haypress Meadows, so we pulled up for the duration.

We got a nice fire going and were feeling pretty good about the situation. About an hour before dark, here comes a Boy Scout Troop. None of them had rain gear and they looked like drowned rats. They were actually in serious trouble as their sleeping bags were soaked and no way to dry out. I felt so sorry for those poor kids.

Of course we pitched our tent and gave up the cabin and fire to them, but they spent one miserable night trying to stay warm.

The next morning the rain quit and we escorted them back down the mountain. We weren't too happy with the adults who put those kids in that situation.

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We used to sling burning marshmellows at each other, roll rocks, even cut the sitting log on the latrine. Man scout master was pissed at me.
 
No kids ever bitten by snakes, but waay back when, we all took a "bite" of this guy. The biggest Great Basin Rattlesnake I've ever encountered in my life (a four footer!). My scouts were encamped in Beaver Dam State Park in Lincoln County, NV. It was just after breakfast and the scouts had just dispatched the snake, I had to explain that we really shouldn't have killed the snake, as all animals in the Park were protected. I decided to skin and preserve the hide. The boys were really creeped out by the way the headless and skinless snake kept lashing about as if striking. Then, back at camp, we decided to fry up the snake and all try eating a portion. Some thought we would be poisoned by the meat, and a couple declined. It was actually the first time I'd tried it. I told the boys that "what happens in Scout camp, stays in scout camp!" I was worried some mothers might not allow their boys to camp again! Never heard of any feedback from this meal, but in my opinion, you'd have to kill a bunch of snakes to satisfy your hunger!:)
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I've been associated with a scout troop in some capacity for about 45 years now. About 15 years ago I took about a dozen Explorer scouts up in the mountains for their week long camp where we all pitched our tents next to a stream. The other adult leader was a undercover DEA agent (which basically meant he looked like a homeless person). For a scout camp, it was a relatively uneventful week (lots of hiking, fishing, canoeing, and terrorizing the nearby girls camp), until the second to the last day when I started studying the green growth around some of the boys tents. I called the agent over for his expertise and my suspicion was confirmed--we had unknowingly set up our camp on a big patch of marijuana. Suddenly the trip got cut short by a day...
 
Poaching fish, killing protected wildlife, heading into the wilderness unprepared, yep that's the Boy Scouts I know.

Followed a Boy Scout troop up kings peak once, it was like following Hansel and Gretel except instead of bread crumbs it was candy wrappers. When I mentioned it to their leader when we passed them he didn't seem to care.
 
LAST EDITED ON May-10-18 AT 08:02PM (MST)[p]As I mentioned, LESSONS LEARNED; We ate good... and survived! I suppose if it were your boys, or me we should've found the Ranger and reported our crime or figured out a way for the boys to make amends for their crime. Trout and rattlesnakes aren't exactly an endangered species IMO.
 
>Around are part of the world
>you had to smoke a
>Cedar Barke or you were
>always going to be known
>as a green horn.

I haven't thought of Cedar Bark in quite a few years.....

I am sure today's Scouts think that it is only good to keep fence posts warm..
 
Scouting at camp Geronimo in Az,.We all went to the local swimming hole.The Scoutmaster didn't have swimtrunks so he went in his tighty whiteies.Scouts stole all his clothes,he had to hike all the way back to camp in his skivvies.Was given the Indian name of "Running Bare".To this day he is still called by his nickname whenever old stories come up!(He's my Dad!)dirtclod Az.
 
There was one camping trip that was fun. We were camped on the edge of town, maybe 1/2 mile from town to be exact, our Troop was real low rent. The troop leader kind of dropped us off and left us on our own. We had plenty of these trips before with no problem and he probably took comfort that we were close to his house, we were actually on his property. Once the sun went down, we walked to town and went to another kids house and filled up water balloons. We went to a few different houses, rang the bell and ran back a little, when the door opened, we threw the balloons at the home owner and ran away. Later one of the kids defecated in a plastic grocery bag and put it in a mailbox. We decided to go back after a few hours which is good because the leader checked on us for the rest of the night. He never said weather or not he knew or heard of what we were doing.
 
Well my sister was our Den Leader for cub scouts. She took us to a friends house, the friends dad had a very impressive gun collection WW I and WW II stuff. As we left he handed each scout a live 50 Cal round to take home
All were promply taken the next day at school. I still have mine.
 
35 years ago I took a scout group to the Wind Rivers. We hiked in about 16 miles, crossed a small creek, and set up camp for the week. Had a great time fishing and exploring until the last night when it started to rain. By morning it had turned to sleet and the little creek we had crossed was now about 30' wide and 3' deep.
We tied a rope to the boys and by the time we were all across the creek everyone was soaked to the skin. I was about to find a stand of Doug Fir to try and get fires going and stave off hypothermia when we decided to have a group prayer. After the prayer a younger scout said that he thought he saw a cabin the day before while he was separated from the group. We found the cabin which turned out to be a forest service line cabin and was unlocked. We got the kids dried out, fed and the sun came out by about noon. We decided to head for the trail head. About 2 miles down the trail it started to rain again so we did the other 14 miles in the rain, getting back to the trucks after dark.

The interesting thing about Scouts is that in the moment everyone was having the worst day of their life but a couple of days later they were all proud of doing something that they never tought they could.
 
It was 1970 in Cheney Washington. I was new in scouting about 12 years old. My brother was 17 and was there too. We went on a winter campout in the snow that trip.

My mother had put a blanket in each sleeping bag bringing the rating down to a 35? bag probably, lol.
That night it must have been down to -5? F. I still wonder how we survived the nite and our bojangles didn't fall off from frostbite.

The next day on the scout hike my brother got lost and the whole troop had to spend what calories we had left looking for him.
Back at camp after dark when we had recovered him alive there was Apricot Cobbler to eat before the ride home.
I felt like Bear Grylls that following week .
 
I have never been involved with the scouts but I can tell you a story, one that at least the conspiracy theorists on here might like.

I live about 20 miles from the national boy scout camp(The Summit Bechtal Reserve). Many of the locals say there is more going on in that place other than scouts.

One guy thought he would sneak in the place and do a little fishing, the scouts weren't there so he didn't there was anything going on. He said by the time he had done his second cast he was surrounded by black-ops dressed security people carrying AR-15s.

They ordered concrete from a local concrete supplier. When the truck got to the gate the local driver had to get off the truck and one of their drivers took the truck in and brought it back. I think this was continued for more than 24 hours.

So my questions for you scout guys are:

1)why do you spend 100 million dollars on a a camp you only use one week every four years? With a few minor events thrown in.

2)why do you need black-ops AR-15 toting security 24/7 and who is paying for it?

3)why do you need all that concrete, I thought scouts stayed in tents?

4)why won't you let anyone see what you are doin?
 

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