The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1911-07-27
SCOUTS ENJOY
LONG HIKE
SPENT AT LOST LAKE
Rector Simpson Tells Of Adventure -
DIR. kanaga Teaches Boys First
Aid to the Injured.

With faces tanned and muscles hard
ened by their two weeks outing near
Lost Lake, the Boy Scouts returned
here Saturday. All members Of the
party grow enthusiastic when they
relate the adventures of the trip.
Rector E. 7. Simpson, of the st.
Marks Episcopal church. who organ
lied the boys in this city and who
planned the Lost Lake trip, tells below
the interesting story Of the long hike
and the eneampment.
At seven O'Clock on the evening of
July G the bugle sounded the march
and the boys Of Troop One, Hood River,
Or, with flag flying started on their
long contemplated hike to Lost Lake.
The party consisted Of three partols--
the Wolves, Don Allen, patrol leader,
Glen Goodall sand Frank Palmer, ccr-
porals; the Foxes, Roger Simpson,
patrol leader, Mark Moe, Paul Harris,
Leon Bentley and Jack Dukes, corpor-
ais; the Stays, Bill Allen, corporal in
command in absence of patrol leader,
and Edwin Sonnichsen, acting corporal.
Unfortunately several members Of the
troop were unable to come along.
In charge of the party was Scout
master E. T. Simpson. Several miles
out the company was joined by
Vaughan Gunnell, a Kansas Scout Wis
ting in the Valley He was assigned
to duty with the Wolf Patrol. The
party crossed fuckers bridge and
camped that night about a half mile
beyond. While the boys were supposed
to have had their supner before having
left town, most of them were glad of
sandwich or cookie, "; shed down
with cold Hood River water, before
rolling themselves in their blankets
for their first nights sleep in the open.
Guards were set and the Scouts settled
down to a we'll earned sleep.
Soon after daybreak all were up and,
after eating and cleaning up camp,
began the hike to Winan's, here they
arrived in time to select a camp site
before the arrival of the Mt. Hood
train bearing the camp supplies. The
train also bore Mrs. Simpson, the
scoutmaster's wife and younger son,
Douglas, whokwhile not scout, could
not very well be chloroformed and
left behind.
The baggage was carried to the con-
venient and pleasant spot in the woods
and temporary camp was established.
Friday and Saturday were spent by the
| boys fishing in the fork'of the river.
Merton Whitney, who hiked out alone
| from Hood River on Saturday, distin-
guished himself as the champion fish
erman of the lot, getting over 40 trout
in the two days. Sunday was visitors
| day at the camp. "a number of friends
and relatives motored or drove out and
brought welcome additions to the
| larder. Leon Littlefield, who was
unable to go with the troop on the
whole outing, rode out Sunday evening
on his pony and spent the might. He
was accompanied by Eldon Bradley,
who brought along his team and carted
thesheavy baggage from the Winan's
campHto Lost Lake.
Bright and early Monday morning,
at 3 A. NJ. in fact, the bugle aroused
the Scouts from their dreams to the
realities of life and long day of
tramplng, and for the older members
of the party the hard pioneer work of
getting the wagon over roads which
distinctly outclassed the "Rocky Road
to Dublin. BY 5:l5 ablutions had
been performed, breakfast was over,
tents, 'fxins" and "eats" (grub is
now an obsolete word) packed in the
wagon and the camp policed. At the
sound of the Scoutmaster's whistle the
boys assembled in patrol, officers re-
ported all present. the flag was trans
ferred from the camp flagstaff to the
hands of the standard bearer and (con-
cludng the ceremony of breaking
camp) the camp fire was formally eX-
tinguished. 1t was picturesque pro-
cession that made its way through Dee
at that early morning hour-iirst the
Wolves, with the Stars and Stripes
waving gaily; then the mounted Scout,
Leon Littlefield, followed by the camp
wagon. At intervals came the Foxes
and the Stays. The rear was brought
up by the Scoutmaster and Mrs. Simp-
son, who had been given the honorary
position of chaperone.
Sleepy eyed people came to doors
and windows to see the show. Those
who were more awake called greet
! ings, or asked questions as to destina
tion. To the latter the answers were
always prompt and emphatic, Lost
Lake or Bust" Mere onlookers, who
had nothing to say, were aroused tC
mental activity by the Scouts, who
inquired the distance to the goal. The
answers varied considerably-at times
it seemed that the nearer we got thu
further away we were But presently
houses were far apart and seemed to b'
| deserted, their owners at work in th'
fields. About 8 o'clock the toot of al
auto was heard. The bugle sounded {
welcome blast, and DR.. and Mrs
Kanaga overlook us in their car. AT
ter brief greetings they flew ahead
However, a little later they wer'
found stalled in nasty piece of road
The Scouts did some energetic roa'
fixing and it soon proceeded to tn
Stone house, the last residence on tn
route. Here the occupants of the ma
chine awaited the arrival of the boy
and with them proceeded on foot t
the Mineral Springs, where a lunc
was served at 10 o'clock. AT eleve
the march was resumed. The mai
body led by DIR. Kanaga struck out TO
the lake. The Wolves with the scout
master followed with the wagon. A
mile or two from the Mineral Spring
the teamster's troubles began, tn
road being perhaps the worst in tn
country: Holes had to be filled u[
rocks cleared away, protruding Iroot
removed and even then when fe,
hundred feet had been prepared hal
dozen shoulders had to brace agains
] the wagon in order to get it over som
exceptionallyIdifficult place. sln place
the wagons came very near tippin
: over.
At last however, the worst was owe
/ and the graceful shadows oftthe fore'
! were entered. The Iroad became les
{ difficult and at last the glimmer of I'll
lake burst upon the eye. A last d.
scent and the Scouts had reached the
: camp. Here DIR. Kanaga, skilled
the art, had prepared a fully equippC
J. camp kitchen as though by the mag
of a fairy wand A CHEEKY fire W;