[JIMBOREE, Part Three]

Several Jimboreers wished to "day trip" into the Chub Pond.  Even though, technically, that wasn't "playing by Stumpy's Rules", I offer them my kudos.  I'm anxious to hear if they made it safely.  [NOTE: A preliminary "post" from QP seems to have gotten in between my accounts & indicates they DID make it safely!  Congrats, all!]  I'm sure it was QUITE the challenge on those slippery rocks & wet woods!

Ben & I, richer for the experience of meeting & sharing with all these truly fine folks, exchanged farewells, wished them safe passage & waved our goodbyes.  We paddled north into a fresh, cool breeze toward the Poet Chain.  They paddled off towards Stumpy Country into who-knows-what.

Stumpy, my Cyberspace friend, maybe next time, huh???

Sometimes the tale you start to spin doesn't end exactly the way you had planned.  As it turns out, OUR tale (Ben & mine's) ended just fine.  We got home this morning safe & with some super memories of a remote area of the Park.  I am obliged to you, Stumpy, for giving us the notion that got our tale started.  Every pre-meditated trip takes its own special  twists & turns.

Stumpy, I hope YOUR trip & the trips of the others who you inspired (particularly those gathered at the Jimboree Rendezvous!) ends/ended on a healthy, happy note.  Meeting up in the Park with other folks who enjoy it as much as we do is a really cool (albeit wet) thing, even if it didn't happen in exactly the way or in exactly the WHERE it was intended to happen.  

Thanks for the motivation, Stumpy!  I hope to get the chance to meet you some day.

Jimbo   8)

PS.  Stumpy, Woods Walker's biceps are about as thick as my not-too-shabby thighs.  IF you guys DID make it to the Chub Pond to arm wrestle, I'm betting HE won the steak!!!