FYI Realized my mistake right after I hit send. :smack:
::Scouting geek moment::
Hey, somebody else who hiked around Philmont! I was there in the summer of '83, and still remember it well. Did you climb Baldy? And later put your bull’s tail over the shoulder of your jacshirt?
Don’t particularly recall eating much jerky there, though…
And available in most bars in Tokyo.
Huh. I always figured it was chocolate, due to how fast she ate it. If it was jerky, there’d be a whole lot of chewin’ goin’ on…
Right before she ate it, she absorbed the cow’s chewing ability.
Nah, we didn’t climb Baldy, but one or two of the other groups from our troop did. We hiked up into the Valle Vidal (IIRC), up as far as Whitman Vega, then turned around, went through Ponil (Old Base Camp), went under a highway of some sort down to the Cimmaron River (or what they call a river in that state :rolleyes: ), then cut accross and somehow ended up hiking into Basecamp from the Tooth of Time. I would need a map and a copy of our itinerary to show you exactly how that all worked.
Actually, here’s our itinerary right here: http://www.troop520.org/C715D1.htm
If any of you Doperettes are single and looking, I’m the guy in the tan button-up shirt in the top picture.
I’m not a Doperette, but come on. Back row? Front row? Third from the right (or left)?
Sounds like you had a pretty good Philmont experience, in any event. I loved it out there.
Hey, I went to Philmont too! Summer of 2000, after my senior yaer of high school.
Didn’t go up Baldy, but went up the other big moutain that isn’t quite as tall…can’t recallt the name though. But I DID get attacked by a grizzly, so, you know…I got that going for me.
And I actually liked the Pemmican bars. The filled you up better than anything else. Take two bites, let it expand in your stomach, and you’re good for an hour. The Cliff bars were realyl good, too.
OK, I looked at the Philmont entry in Wikipedia, and I am sure we climbed Black Mountain. It would be far more fitting if we climbed (and were attacked on) Bear Mountain, but alas, it was not to be.