Quick Hoegee's Trip
Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2020 12:39 pm
My wife and I went to Hoegee's Friday night to try out some Christmas gear; new Nitecore NU25 headlamps and new Cedar Ridge Outdoors quilts. Thumbs up on both pieces of gear. Hoegee's was good. A couple of other groups, Plenty of water in the creek, and no sign of bears. The toilets are boarded shut, which reminded me of a story from the 80s.
I was a Scoutmaster and we use to go to Hoegee's quite often. They used to have trash cans there and the pack train would come empty the trash and pack it out. The racoons loved the free pickins! Any ways, one trip, one of our Scouts was showing off the new flashlight his grandfather had bought him. He was so proud of it! So we hike up to Hoegee's and get camp set up and settle in, when all of a sudden, he comes up quite distressed. "Mr Waite, can you help me?" So come to find out, he was in the kybo peeing, holding his flashlight with his chin, when his grip slipped and, you guessed it, his brand new flashlight fell into the huge, steaming pile below. Well, we couldn't take his word for it; we had to go and see. Sure enough, there was his flashlight, illuminating that heaping pile of paper and poop. It was almost too much for the human mind to process! I could tell that he really wanted to save his flashlight, but no-one was dumb enough to attempt the rescue. But the funniest thing was that it shone all night long, and was still shining when we left the next day. That now closed kybo had the best night light you could want. I've often wondered if it was still at the bottom of the pit!
I was a Scoutmaster and we use to go to Hoegee's quite often. They used to have trash cans there and the pack train would come empty the trash and pack it out. The racoons loved the free pickins! Any ways, one trip, one of our Scouts was showing off the new flashlight his grandfather had bought him. He was so proud of it! So we hike up to Hoegee's and get camp set up and settle in, when all of a sudden, he comes up quite distressed. "Mr Waite, can you help me?" So come to find out, he was in the kybo peeing, holding his flashlight with his chin, when his grip slipped and, you guessed it, his brand new flashlight fell into the huge, steaming pile below. Well, we couldn't take his word for it; we had to go and see. Sure enough, there was his flashlight, illuminating that heaping pile of paper and poop. It was almost too much for the human mind to process! I could tell that he really wanted to save his flashlight, but no-one was dumb enough to attempt the rescue. But the funniest thing was that it shone all night long, and was still shining when we left the next day. That now closed kybo had the best night light you could want. I've often wondered if it was still at the bottom of the pit!