My kinda thread!
I'm an Eagle Scout, class of 2001.
I went to Philmont the summer of 2001 w/ 3 other guys from my Troop and about 10 other guys that were awesome. It was such a blast...I HATED the first day and the stinch of New Mexico, but once I let the beauty sink in I loved it. I would never, ever, do it again but one time was incredible. If I went again I probably wouldn't appreiciate it as much. To any Scouts thinking about going, do it, you'll always remember the memories...it really is an experience you'll never get anywhere else.
Be warned, the zero tolerance to not throwing ANY food scraps away is harsh...having to chug leftover turkey slop is pretty hardcore
EDIT: Any cool stories from your treks? The craziest thing that happened to us was we stopped at a camp (forget the name) site with a NICE stream beside it, so we all washed clothes (everything we had) that night in the stream. We then hung them over our tent poles for the night. I awoke in the morning, stuck my head out of my tent, and my face hurt. I looked at the thermometer...25 degrees F. EVERYTHING was frozen block solid. We had haul frozen pants and socks for about 3 hours...about noon it was 105 degrees F...insane!
I'm an Eagle Scout, class of 2001.
I went to Philmont the summer of 2001 w/ 3 other guys from my Troop and about 10 other guys that were awesome. It was such a blast...I HATED the first day and the stinch of New Mexico, but once I let the beauty sink in I loved it. I would never, ever, do it again but one time was incredible. If I went again I probably wouldn't appreiciate it as much. To any Scouts thinking about going, do it, you'll always remember the memories...it really is an experience you'll never get anywhere else.
Be warned, the zero tolerance to not throwing ANY food scraps away is harsh...having to chug leftover turkey slop is pretty hardcore
EDIT: Any cool stories from your treks? The craziest thing that happened to us was we stopped at a camp (forget the name) site with a NICE stream beside it, so we all washed clothes (everything we had) that night in the stream. We then hung them over our tent poles for the night. I awoke in the morning, stuck my head out of my tent, and my face hurt. I looked at the thermometer...25 degrees F. EVERYTHING was frozen block solid. We had haul frozen pants and socks for about 3 hours...about noon it was 105 degrees F...insane!