Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Kelly fought the bobcat this weekend...and won!



Kelly's Cub Scout Pack camped this past weekend at Seminole State Park in southwestern Georgia. We had beautiful weather! Highs in the high 70's and lows in the 50's. We didn't get up there until early Saturday morning because Madie had to march in a game Friday night but we quickly set up camp and then went hiking.


The rest of the day we spent riding bikes, throwing a baseball/softball, Madie practiced her flag routine and Michaela and Kelly tried to play with the flags, reading and just laying around enjoying the great outdoors.


The pack all had dinner together and then the boys got into their Class "A" uniforms and we all gathered at the Pioneer campground in the woods. Kelly had been nervous all day for this event to occur..."The Bobcat Ceremony" is a tradition of Pack 2.
This is what occured -
A teepee was located down a short path in the woods and there were torches lineing the path. Down by the teepee you could hear a very upset and anxious bobcat. When we arrived it was still light and you could see the bobcat brush up against the side of the teepee! The boys started a hugh fire and they all sat around it. It was dark when the ceremony finally started and each boy was called to the front. They all had to deminstrate their knowledge of the Boy Scout Law, handshake, motto, etc and then they all recieved their warpaint. Each color stood for something. Finally, we all called Akela and up the path he walked...an Indian chief in full dress. He told the boys that they must be brave and fight the bobcat and took them two by two holding onto his staff down to the teepee. Soon after arriving at the teepee you could here the older boys who lined the path give off a blood curtleing screem and soon after Akela would walk back up the path without the boys. He gathered them two by two until they had all gone to fight the bobcat. After the last two had gone he return with the older boys who were all distressed that none of the boys had made it (one of the little sister's in the group was about ready to cry!). Moments later the boys dragged themselves up the path limping and moaning, shirts untucked and all disheveled. Kelly even had bloody (paint) scratch marks up his arms! They had survived the bobcat and were so pleased with themselves. They all recieved a patch and the ceremony ended with an official flag retireing (burning) ceremony. Afterwards we all returned to our camps and we built a fire and enjoyed smores (what would camping be without a smore!)



1 comment:

CroppinRobin said...

great photos.
isn't it funny how they know there isn't really a bobcat down there, but are still apprehensive anyway.
glad he had victory over the bobcat!