Dear Mom and Dad,
We are having a great time here at Lake Typhoid. Scoutmaster Webb is
making us all write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and
worried. We are okay. Only 1 of our tents and 2 sleeping bags got
washed away. Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up on
the mountain looking for Chad when it happened.
Oh yes, please call Chad's mother and tell her he is okay. He can't
write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the Search and Rescue
jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it
hadn't been for the lightning. Scoutmaster Webb got mad at Chad for going
on a hike alone without telling anyone. Chad said he did tell him, but it
was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him. Did you know that if
you put gas on a fire, the gas can will blow up? The wet wood still didn't
burn, but one of our tents did. Also some of our clothes. John is going
to look weird until his hair grows back.
We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Webb gets the car fixed. It
wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked OKAY when we left.
Scoutmaster Webb said that a car that old you have to expect something to
break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance on it. We think
it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if its hot,
sometimes he lets us ride on the tailgate. It gets pretty hot with 10
people in a car. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the
highway patrolman stopped and talked to us.
Scoutmaster Webb is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver. In
fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive. But he only lets him drive on
the mountain roads where there isn't any traffic. All we ever see up
there are logging trucks. This morning all of the guys were diving off
the rocks and swimming out in the lake. Scoutmaster Webb wouldn't let me
because I can't swim and Chad was afraid he would sink because of his
cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake. It was great. You can
still see some of the trees under the water from the flood. Scoutmaster
Webb isn't crabby like some scoutmasters. He didn't even get mad about
the life jackets. He has to spend a lot of time working on the car so we
are trying not to cause him any trouble.
Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When Dave
dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works.
Also Wade and I threw up. Scoutmaster Webb said it probably was just
food poisoning from the leftover chicken. I have to go now. We are going into
town to mail our letters and buy bullets. Don't worry about anything.
We are fine.
P.S. How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?