Lindgren Family - Brian Carl Lindgren - page 17

I was a Boy Scout. 

One of the neatest things we did is we took a trip to Utah's Bryce canyon. There was a dozen boys and three adults. We had a 3 car caravan to get there. It was a 1 or 2 night trip. 
We camped one night on the way, at the Grand Canyon. 


I remember the bumpiness of the hand rail on the Grand Canyon that had been worn smooth by everyone holding onto the rail because they didn't want to fall down into the canyon.

Kim Richardson was in the troop with me ([we] met through the Boy Scouts and the church).




We started off on a
mountain meadow with a river running through it.  We headed south and the river started cutting down through the canyon and the walls were 30-40 feet high in the deepest part of the canyon. We were going to do this river hike and stay overnight in one section. 

It was a 7 mile hike. We cut out felt pads to pad the bottom of our sneakers more for the hike, so they weren't so slick on the rocks. We each had a walking staff. We got down to the canyon walls [which] were 12 - 15 feet apart

 - that was before people thought about flash floods. 

On another camping trip we went to Irvine Park - a 30 minute drive on county roads. They were 1 or 2 night camp outs. The Marines from Pendleton brought a  trailer tank for water. 

We did all sorts of "Boy Scout" activities including [learning] how to tie ropes. That's were I learned how to tie taut lines - to adjust the tension on a rope, depending on the length or tightness of the rope.

That's [also] where I learned to drink coffee. It took a fair amount of cream and sugar going into the coffee.

My folks let one of the troup leaders drive the family car - a 57 Chevy - on the trip. I guess my dad had a company car because he worked at Long Beach which was a 45 minute drive to work.

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