I told this story in chapter 104, but just discovered all the details reprinted in the AYF Valley News. I wasn't even sure what year the outing occurred, but I'm glad all the details have been preserved. There is much more to it than I remembered. I told it as a little story, but it was the biggest thing to happen in Christian Service Brigade in my five years in Saskatoon. It is unforgetable and a great story.
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| The things we forget. I had no idea I had a flat let alone two flats on one trip. It was so bad I must have put it completely out of mind. |
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| There is nothing like the search for the right spot. That was always fun. |
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| Disappearing positive spirits is mild. I remember fear, confusion, panic and a pryer meeting in the woods. Am I wrong? |
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| Some of my best Saskatoon memories are from my time with Brigade. Their camp, the outings. All were great. For a city boy I think I finally adjusted rather well, but I always needed some real woodsman to be with me. |
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