Dear
Mum,
Our
Scoutmaster told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and
got worried. We are okay. 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 Adam
when it happened.
Oh
yes, please call Adam'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 great.
We
never would have found Adam in the dark if it hadn't been for the
lightning.
Scoutmaster
Ted got mad at Adam for going on a hike alone without telling
anyone.
Adam
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 petrol on a fire, it will blow up?
The
wet wood didn't burn, but one of the tents did and also some of our
clothes.
Matthew
is going to look weird until his hair grows back.
We
will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Ted gets the bus fixed.
It
wasn't his fault about the crash.
The
brakes worked okay when we left.
Scoutmaster
Ted said that with a bus that old, you have to expect something to break down;
that's probably why he can't get insurance.
We
think it's a super bus.
He
doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on
the bumpers.
It
gets pretty hot with 45 people in a bus made for 24.
He
let us take turns riding in the trailer until the policeman stopped and talked
to us.
Scoutmaster
Ted is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver.
In
fact, he is teaching Horace how to drive on the mountain roads where there
aren't any cops.
All
we ever see up there are huge logging trucks.
This
morning all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out to the
rapids.
Scoutmaster
Ted wouldn't let me because I can't swim, and Adam was afraid he would sink
because of his cast (it's concrete because we didn't have any plaster), so he
let us take the canoe out.
It
was great. You can still see some of the trees under the water from the
flood.
Scoutmaster
Ted 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 bus so we are trying not to cause him
any trouble.
Guess
what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges.
When
Andrew dived into the lake and cut his arm, we all got to see how a tourniquet
works.
Steve
and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Ted said it was probably just food poisoning
from the left-over 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 pedal-file? (Ha-HA! Got it?)
I
have to go now.
We
are going to town to post our letters and
buy
some more beer and ammo.
Don't
worry about anything.
We
are fine and tonight it's my turn to sleep in the Scoutmaster's
tent.