It was interesting to watch fellowship and good-feeling grow among groups of boys.  They start out on a trip strange and new and end up with friendships that will last until they are old men.  And there is humor too - plenty of it.  There was one group who bent the keel on one of their canoes and swore up and down that it was the twists and turns of White Sand Creek that did it.  Then there was the young leader who grew a mansize beard and woke up one morning in the open tent with a porcupine sitting on his feet looking enviously at the beard.  I think probably the prize alibi of all maybe attributed to the boys from New Albany in southern Indiana who had some pretty cold weather during their week out and who explained a few breaks in the planking of their canoes by claiming that ice did it!

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