|Our morning menu offered ziplock breakfast in a bag to start us off right. Then after a damp and leisurely morning ( & afternoon waiting the rain and hail out) we closed down the camp and resumed our trek.||Did he pass some gas?|
|Just straining out some protozoa boys.||Do you think were having protozoa for lunch? I don't know, what do they taste like?||
I can do anything you can do better.
(another Von Trapp number)
|We couldn't be wetter if we were under that thing.||
I'm a fire breathing dragon.
Eh, I just coughed up this fur ball.
|And the evil mists beckon at their heals...||Soon no one could tell which way was up, despite the training at Wasootch.||Our eagle eyes scouts persevered and eventual spy out the dreaded Chain Trail Mountains of Nor.||After anchoring in, our lead scout climbs off.||The others look in awe at his strength and agility.|
|My arms have to do this thing again, right!||Do I do that 'Butt stick out L shape' thing here?||Oh, right, I just stay up here and help them up.||Concentrate, and say 'No down here, no down here' OK I got it, I'm ready.||Hey, think we should take the heavy stuff from our packs and put it in the leaders packs while they're not looking?|
|Count me in!||Not Down, Not Down!||This sure seems a lot heavier!||Think he suspects anything? Not yet, but we better switch it at the top.||How do you like my glow in the dark chest stripes, they're all the rage.|
|I don't know how my stuff could possibly have gotten into your pack?||After overcoming the dreaded Chain Trail Mountains of Nor the group felt unconquerable.||Then some remembered the curse that might come on any that were not honourable after passing over it.||Shortly there after the group found their way to Ribbon lake, and to their astonishment found someone already there.||It
was Dave from England. He also had a roaring fire ready to greet them.
The entertaining commenced at once, and of course the 2 leaders unloaded and went to pop up a couple tents before daylight totally disappeared.
|Rations by this time had become scarce. We had hoped to make it all the way to Lillian Lake to meet up with our party of Orths.||But surveying our situation, it was best we stay the night with Dave and share a few stories.|