Quote36. There was a beer machine in the encampment area at Volk.Did it have Sapporo in it?Quote37. I rode 300 miles to Chicago on the transmission hump of a compact Datsun for the Wing Conference.See 27 - "Safety? What safety?"
36. There was a beer machine in the encampment area at Volk.
37. I rode 300 miles to Chicago on the transmission hump of a compact Datsun for the Wing Conference.
Safety? What Safety?In NY:We had a 1950's era Dodge power wagon ambulance that was top heavy and leaned precariously in the turns, we regularly packed in about 15 Cadets and went places with only 1 SM, when the thing wasn't broke down. It regularly died on the side of the road from a vapor lock...We had a 6x6 truck assigned to the group that would hold about 30 cadets in the back with no seat belts...In FL:We had weekend training that involved dropping us off at Indian Town Rd and Fl Turnpike (before I-95 was built), just north of West Palm Beach, and about 10 cadets and 1 SM would hike our way through the woods and swamps to emerge at Jonathan Dickinson State Park. We ate snakes, swamp cabbage, and anything else we could find or kill along the way.SM carried a .357 with snake shot in case of emergency, but if we wanted to kill something to eat we had to do it ourselves. Usually with one of our bayonettes lashed to a stick or with a machete, which every cadet carried.
SAR CAP in Daytona Beach. A single senior member driving a 1983 Mazda B2000 pick-up truck. 1 Cadet in the cab, 5 in the back. We drove down from Jacksonville (i.e. I-95 at 70 mph) in fatigues and gear. The only flak we got was from the safety officer because we couldn't provide a vehicle check sheet upon arrival to mission base. The 5 teenage cadets in the back and a single senior member didn't cause anyone to bat an eye.
38. Soldier of Fortune magazine was considered an official CAP publication.
Wish I could have experienced some of these. I fell out of the back of John Deer Gator way back when with CAP at an event. I did not get hurt, and made everyone laugh, and I learned why I should NEVER drag my feet on the ground when sitting unsecured (it was my fault purely, not anyone elses). I had an Air Force loaned radio (a member of ours is in combat comms squadron) and did not drop it or break it, but I did almost have my patrol cap run over. It was my only taste of the old days. If I could actually use a knife freely or do half the stuff you guys did, I'd be the happiest cadet in the world. You learned life lessons back then.
Yep, and the biggest life lesson we learned was: "If you do something really stupid, it's probably going to hurt!"