| Our Scoutmaster told us to write
to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and are
worried. We are OK. Only one 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 OK. 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 Walt 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 didn't burn, but one of the tents did. Also some
of our clothes. David is going to look weird until his
hair grows back. We will
be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Walt gets the car
fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes
worked OK when we left. Scoutmaster Walt said that
a car that old you have to expect something to break
down; that's probably why he can't get insurance.
We think it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get
it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride
on the fenders. 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 Walt is a neat guy. Don't
worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching
Terry how to 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
Walt 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 Walt 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.
Wade and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Walt said it
probably was just food poisoning from the leftover
chicken. He said they got sick that way with food
they ate in prison. I'm so glad he got out and became
our scoutmaster. He said he sure figured out how to
get things done better while he was doing his time.
By the way, what is a paedophile?
I have to go now. We are going to town to mail our
letters and buy Vaseline. Don't worry about anything.
We are fine.
Love, Cole
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