So there I wuz . . .

. . . discussing packing and hiking at our Scout Troop meeting. Our Troop Guide, a 13-year-old Star Scout, had given a presentation on packing a backpack for camp. After his presentation, I whipped out Ol' Faithful, my handy-dandy orange backpacking trowel (see userpic). I asked him if he'd covered the proper use thereof.

Well, he didn't know what that was for. Neither did the Scout nor the Assistant Scoutmaster standing nearby. So I told them.

Then I wandered off to find Mitch, who went backpacking with us at Cumberland Gap last year, and I said these important words:

I'm a hoopy frood who knows where his trowel's at.