BETTY
CROCKER CROAKING COOK BOOK
Mountain Men starting A
“Sweet-Camp” -– doing chores as they see
and reason them without any need for orders given.
PTOOIE
ON PTOMAIN! By
Chef Pierre:
Cooking is merely
making more tasty Grasses, Roots, Seeds, Flesh (Wheat, Taters, Peas, Bacon)
that ARE already edible and nutritious. So, three learning sessions. Reasoning
out & preparing dried camp foods. Start with total ignorance and build
upward step-by-step. Breakfast: Flapjax & Salt Pork. Lunch: 2nd-day Russian
Soldier Soup, eaten cold; body of zup getting richer, fully body. Supper:
Buckeye Jim (and Jose).
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After lunch, White Belt
Young gave a lecture & demonstration of Judo. Went out to axe timber in the
afternoon.
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S N E A K -
A T T
A C K
! !
Wellsir, they warn’t doin nuthin
special-like, ceptin layin leisurely round Base-Camp, slurpin up the last of
their own cooked Buckeye Jim, joshin good, lookin up and claimin first Good
Medicine on yonder star, feelin mighty man-like after this powful week of
larnin. Yessir, by gum, real Mountain Men. Over the hump now. No
worries.....But sudden like, outta the dark come that Bearded Daemon – not
sayin a single solitary word. He goes up to the smallest pup in the crowd.
Hands him a hunk of cardboard. Tush red the printin on it. His mouth clanks
open! His plate and cup clank down! He
heads up to his shelter at the fastest walk you ever done see. On the way past
he hands the card to Avalance. Clank! Clank! On to Bear Claw: Clank!
Clank! Now mind you sir, never was any
words said all the while. Wellsir, the
short of it is that that there thing were a Tellygram and within 1 minute it
made th rounds and cleared the campfire area so Sam Gommowitzl could crawl out
in his nite-shirt to In-quire what’s all the ruckus?!
He read the card: big
letters: --WESTERN UNION —
TO: All Mt Men
This is A Practice Survival
Scramble. Stop. You have
30 Minutes to Prepare A
Maximum Survival Pack & Get
Out of Camp. Do Not Stop.
(Signed)
President John F. Kennedy
Twenty-nine-&-½
minutes later, the shaken crew was pushin hard on a really fierce forced
march. All the while Brillo Chin is
tronpin up and down the line, smackin over aspens in the blackness, holerin out
detail instructions, ignorin the cusses. Finally, Thoreau’s Throw. Half hour
rest till snortin wheezing quiets down to dull roar. Yarned “Charlie” in the dark. Start back down
in higher spirits. Starlight Shuffle.
Charlie growls from off trail! Panic! Disciplined
back into line. Shooting Star as Ramrod got “Lost” and “left behind” ... not
noticed until the next Count-Off. More panic! Trailside lecture on what did
and what could happen.
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SERIUOSNESS of KEEPING
IRON DISCIPLINE on a FORCED SURVIVAL HIKE at NIGHT
If the Point Man fails to keep an iron fist
over his Scouts Out, Ram Rod and all men, it is too easy to lose somebody. If one man lets down for one second, the
whole troop can collapse during a trying moment. Don’t make no nonsense because
that’s when Old Lady Nature will get you.
White
Belt
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Back in camp, BIG
campfire! Really confident & expansive now!
Bout 11 pm Muscle Back yarned his 100-mile bike trip he took last week
into Mt Evans wilderness area to teach a neighbor Cityboy “how”. Every mistake in the book!
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Sixth Installment.
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