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(59 votes) Published: Aug 27, 2005 8:01 p.m. Viewed 332 times
ok, this is a story about a hiking trip i took with the scouts this summer. yeah, yeah, bash scouts all you want, but when you have a troop thats crazy like mine, it aint too bad. Anyways, i hope this story is worth the read....
Over this summer, i took at trip with my boy scout troop out to Philmont, New Mexico (damn far for us New Yorkers) in an old school bus. we had some interesting times along the way including having a snowball fight in the rockies and exploring an abandoned gas station’s basement, but our final destination was Philmont scout ranch where we did some hardcore backpacking, 100 miles over the course of 12 day. pretty fun stuff.
anyways, on the 7th day, about 50 miles into the trip we stopped at a campsite near a highway that came straight from the nearby city of Cimmarron. We set up camp and stuff and were playing hacky-sack in a nearby field when another group who was at the same site asked us what we were doing for dinner. We said we were probably going to eat our typical dehydrated backpack food (shit in a bag) although we had been joking about ordering a pizza. They told us that they had been thinking about getting pizza too, and they had a way to do it. Down in a small tunnel, underneath the highway, some unknown scouts had scrawled on the wall... "simple simon’s pizza, (###)###-####, Deliver to i64, mile marker 300" which happened to be right above the bridge. now that we actually had a way to get pizza, we got pretty excited and actually asked our two adult "advisors" if we could get some, and being cool guys, they let us. So we used a cell phone and ordered our pizza (actually 5) and ran 1/2 mile down to the bridge to wait for the "drop off".
now ordering pizza on the trail is most likely frowned upon by camp staff, so we tried our best to keep things under wraps. When the delivery man showed up, in a black, unmarked car, the chaos began. 3 of our guys ran up to get the pizza and the delivery man, rather frantic, handed it to them and waited impatiently as they ran it down to us. we quickly took out the pizza and placed it on garbage bags and ran the boxes back to the car so that we didnt have to turn them in with our trash at the next camp (it woulda looked slightly suspicious). Then, while 2 guys chucked the boxes into the back seat, the 3rd paid the delivery man, both looking around like this was some kind of drug deal. Then, paid and with his boxes, the delivery guy sped off... So then, finally we had our pizza. I tell ya, after 2 weeks of nothing but canned food and another week of dehydrated backpacking shit, fresh spinach would have tasted good, but man, that pizza was practically orgasmic. We had enough so that everyone could have a half a pizza, but i think we all could have eaten more. That was the best pizza ive ever had in my life, it was damn close to a religious experiance eating that stuff....
the end. Well, if you read this far, kudo’s. i hope you enjoyed it slightly, im looking for a way to get me some eggpoints considering i cant vote eggs on this shitty connection i have to use right now and i couldnt think of anything better to make an egg on.
Aug 27, 2005 9:52 pm - Crazy troop? Our troops motto was "It’s not a 739 fire unless you can see it from space" we burned wire spools, whole trees, and warehouses of pallates
Aug 27, 2005 10:02 pm - I called that phone number, and was prepared to tell them where to deliver, but it was late at night, and their answering machine picked up. Good egg though.
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