Tough Men Clan - 10 JUL 61


The Daily
M O U N T A I N    M A N
On Adventure Trails
July 10 thru 17, 1961
Laughing Coyote Mt.

REVELATION!!
By Cityboy Stuart Cameron, 8 yrs old.:
       We drove out from Denver and made all the people going to work happy by smiling at them and waving and hollering nice things. We stopped at Faucet Creek in the Valley of Truth. The three new Cityboys were lucky. They got to drink first. Spring water beautiful spring water. On our belly drinking. Then some toilet paper passes by!! In front of our nose!! Wow!! There must be an outhouse up stream around the bend! (Ed Note: No outhouse. Just “planted” by an Old Timer.)  From now on we must boil our water to sterilize it.
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Weather good. Lean-tos set up. Lunch of Hot Torpedoes. Long meditation afternoon of clouds, books, bird nest, chipmunk burrowing thru pine needles, poem written. T-bone steaks.
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FRONTIER       INVADED      BY       BACTIER!
Just after sunset meditation we were treacherously attacked by a horde of visious Bacteria on our tucker plates and battery acid cups.  All Mountain Men rallied, let out a blood-curdling scream and counter-charged. Armed with scalding hot water, soap and meticulous knowledge of these terrifying varmints we successfully wiped out the threatening plague.  We beat tehm back up the mountainside. Dug them out of their caves wherever we found tehm hiding and exterminated them.  We got so good at this job that we have decided to volunteer for Pres. Kennedy’s New Fronteria as members of the Youth Corpse to go into underprivileged countries to teach the natives how to improve their backward Bacteria into modern Fronteria. 
Respectfully Submitted by
Muscle Back of the Mountains
Professional Microbiologist of LCM
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We would not have an appendix out from a Doctor who was not positively sure of himself.  Teachers should be able to proudly state their own confidence in themselves. Shyness, coyness, false-modesty in certain professions is merely a cover up for insecurity and inability. True ability need make no excuses. So an experienced Mountain Man can stand up at the evening campfire, square his shoulder, put his chest and make his:
                                  
IRON JAW’S BRAG
   “As the flaming sun rises in the east, men stop their morning work to marvel at the dazzling reflection off my bold fearless face! They know who I am. If there is hard labor to be done, they call for me.  If I need assistance men flock to me with pride and honor. And even though I love to watch beauty and pick flowers, no man dares to ridicule me because I will challenge him. And all men know that if they strike me with fist or weapon, their fists wills shatter; their weapons will break – for in the mountains I am IRON JAW!!
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OUR MEDITATION SONG
Cool Colorful Colorado..Mountains of majesty; Streams thund’ring flow, Murmuring forest of Aspen and sweet Pine; You’ll find in Col-er-a-do.

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