My troop had just gotten to Cimmeron when we saw the ambulances go by. The group that got hit weren't on the top of Baldy and it was well before the normal time for the afternoon lightning strikes. Didn't know any more details, but it was a freak thing for sure. Now, having a bear walk through your camp while you were away and steal one of your foam water shoes, that's considered sorta normal. :D I did get it back though, teeth marks and all. :brows:
Eagle Scout here. Obviously still active in my old troop at 31 years of age. It's amazing that one of the first comments in any job interview was about scouting. Either the person across the table is or was or had a son or close friend that was. At the bottom of my resume I list other activities and include Eagle scout and assistant scoutmaster (I'm actually a committee member now, but no one know what that is).
I'll withhold Philmont comments for when I compile all my photos. :D
P.S. and no, I don't know any knots. I prefer the challenge of figuring out how the over-hand knot can be used for every application. Drives my friend (and fellow Eagle scout) Mike nuts since he loves learning new knots and showing off his skills. :D