This poem brings back fond memories of BSA trips I took when I was a kid. We had no official BSA camps to attend, so we just all got on horses and rode up into the mountains with our scoutmaster.
We would dig our own latrines, set up tents, cook our own food, and have a great time learning about the flora and fauna of our mountains.
Thanks for the memories!
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This poem brings back fond memories of BSA trips I took when I was a kid. We had no official BSA camps to attend, so we just all got on horses and rode up into the mountains with our scoutmaster. We would dig our own latrines, set up tents, cook our own food, and have a great time learning about the flora and fauna of our mountains. Thanks for the memories!