To Make A Fire.

Terrific story Carl, thank you. Words of wisdom to live by, and to try and impart to my own Scouts.

Griff
 
Another great story Carl. As always I read everyone of your words of wisdom you submit for our reading pleasure. I wonder if we are making the same impressions on our younger generation, that our older family and good friends left on us? Thanks again you are a Blessing to this Forums site.
Harold
 
bucksforus said:
Another great story Carl. As always I read everyone of your words of wisdom you submit for our reading pleasure. I wonder if we are making the same impressions on our younger generation, that our older family and good friends left on us? Thanks again you are a Blessing to this Forums site.
Harold
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Harold, that is the question of the year. I try to do my best, but I can only hope and pray that we are.
 
Thanks for sharing Carl. When I was a kid, my father told me to light the grill. Instead of looking for the lighter fluid, which could have been anywhere, I figured I'd just use gasoline instead. That flame shot up about 30 feet high. My father was just glad I hadn't burnt the property down.
 
Excellent as always Mr. Carl! Is the pine cone dust thing real? I have never heard of that, but here in North Texas, we are in mostly hardwood territory, but tall pines are not far in East Texas and Arkansas and Louisiana. Has always seemed to me that the key to the unaccelerated fire is the fine tinder and shavings often aren't fine enough, so we enhanced with steel wool, mill waste, etc. But sounds like the ground pine cone might be a great, available fine tinder.
 
So this morning is cool and windy, wife went to play golf, and I sit down here with my fresh cup of coffee and my touch pad to catch up reading a little on my favorite forums where I stumble across another fantastic read by Mr. Jackknife, reach across to grab the coffee and see my Case Peanut next to the cup, and while taking a swig I also spy an old, old Rem 33 single shot next to a couple golf clubs and a rainmaker leaning against the fire place and the wind blows just a small wiff of burned oak....and with the story just read makes me grab the moment and remember. :-> Great story Sir! Love these!
 
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So this morning is cool and windy, wife went to play golf, and I sit down here with my fresh cup of coffee and my touch pad to catch up reading a little on my favorite forums where I stumble across another fantastic read by Mr. Jackknife, reach across to grab the coffee and see my Case Peanut next to the cup, and while taking a swig I also spy an old, old Rem 33 single shot next to a couple golf clubs and a rainmaker leaning against the fire place and the wind blows just a small wiff of burned oak....and with the story just read makes me grab the moment and remember. :-> Great story Sir! Love these!
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That Sir, sounds like an ideal morning! Just the kind I like. :)
 
This was a great story Carl, I really enjoyed it, but couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness for Bobby's sake, even though it sounded like the kid had his head on his shoulders...unlike his dad...
 
I shared this story with my son's Scoutmasters and they loved it, of course. Now I am going to have to track down all the other Boy Scout related stories.
 
Almost missed this. Great read and wisdom in it as always. You sir were fortunate to have some fine teachers and role models. People who were fair, but expected you to understand the standards and to measure up to them. But, you already know that.

I snapped a quick phone shot of my keyring for a post on another forum about what we use to start a fire when the power's out or some such. Note that the firesteel is an official Boy Scout firesteel. I bought it in the early 90s from the Scout shop that was part of the gun shop I worked in part time while stationed at Ft. Wainwright, AK. If I have my pants on, I have a knife, a firesteel, and a some cordage.

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If more kids were spending time with people like Mr. Van and your Dad out learning to properly use guns and knives while building character, this country would be a much better place. Sadly, too many today have gone the way of Mr. Ryerson's example.

Thanks again for a reminder of fall woods and woodsmoke.
 
That, Carl, was one of my absolute all time favourite of your childhood stories.
My son's too young for cubs yet, but I'm thinking it's nonetheless time I relearned some bushcraft skills, against a time when I may be able to emulate your Dad.
Thanks very much indeed for sharing your formative years with us.
 
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