Who: Munchkin, Chunkie, Mayor, Radar, Tucker

Site: Camp Alpha

Menu: Ham hocks & beans, burgers, spuds, coleslaw, beef steak, rabbit, pork steak.

Weather: Highs 80s, low 50s. Perfect.  Touch of fall in air.

Summary: Chunkie and Munchkin arrived 2pm Wed with chuckwagon. Rooster 5pm Wed. Radar 6pm Thursday. Chunkie brought jogging suit for first time. Decided Mayor had been right telling him for years how great they were for camp attire. Installed picture window (cut down high weeds) for senic arm chair view of river. Munchkin & Chunkie fished early am Thu. Snorkleing and mountain biking filled Thursday with frequent beer breaks. Radar brought new camp stove on legs. Chunkie broke it in with breakfast Friday morning. All decided that the stove would be added to the permanent chuck wagon arsenal. Kayaking Friday to cave. Swimming & liquid refreshments. Luau Friday night where Rooster came very close to crossing over for first time. Did not quite get there.

Munchkin went home early Sat am. Others relaxed and enjoyed perfect weather Sat. Great trip!

Trip 5; Thu Sep 10 – Sun Sep 13, 1998

No info logged.

Trip 4; Fri May 29 – Sun May 31, 1998

No info in log.

Who: Rooster, Chunkie, Munchkin
Site: Alpha

No other info logged…

Those present on this trip were: Chunkie,Rooster, Munchkin, Radar,
Sonar (Miranda)
Campsite: ALPHA – LARGE TARP BETWEEN TREES AND COTS
Weather: Sunny and nice
Menu: All we can remember is Chuck Roast and fish.

Stewart caught a big bass in morning after ‘Luau’ night. Miranda didn’t like the ‘Luau’ night party. She kept coming out of her bed to tell us to be quiet.
We took a hiking/fishing trip on Sat morning down river almost half way to Suttons Bluff. When we got way down river we found that we were almost out of beer…someone said we better turn back…About that time Chunkie, while fishing in some brush, called out; ‘LOOK HERE!  There’s a 6 pack floating down the river toward us! Then shouted even louder…’AND IT’S OUR BRAND TOO!’ Come to find out that it was some beer that we had sitting in the mouth of the Cave just a little down river from our camp. We had left it there to keep cold. It had obviously broke loose and floated down to us. How much more luck can you ask for?

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