I scanned in a small reel of slides today, from August of 1977. This was a trip to San Marcos, Texas with Boy Scout Troop 479 with my father and brother. Summers were hot, scorpions and tarantulas were common discoveries. Compared to today, those days were relatively safe.
It’s difficult to put descriptions on the photos as many of them are group shots, action shots, or wide scenery shots, but I’ll give it my best shot at a couple of them –
#871. This is a great shot of Steve. As he got older, he found his balance in life and he’s less out of control. 🙂
#875. If I had any idea who this person was, I’d helpfully traumatize him in his adult life. The Boy Scouts of America stressed morally straight behavior. Really.
#878. None of these kids grew up to be engineers.
#879. This must have been the Mile Swim Marathon. A 1/4 mile stretch was marked off and we swam 4 lengths. I remember that upstream was a real beast.
#885. See the ripples in the water? We chunked one kid in as a lesson that we should always wear life vests.
#889. I wish this one was in better focus. Steve looks like he’s in charge of the world.
#891. Appetite Hill. Cruel people put the mess hall at the top of this hill.
#896. Hail, hail, the gang’s all here.
Chasing the Wind 
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