Dear Mum and Dad,

Our Cadet Instructor told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and are worried. We are okay. Only one of our tents and 2 sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Adam when it happened.

Oh yes, please call Adam's mother and tell her he is okay. He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found Adam in the dark if it hadn't been for the lightning.

Our instructor got mad at Adam for going on a hike alone without telling anyone. Adam said he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him. Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas will blow up? The wet wood didn't burn, but one of the tents did and also some of our clothes. Matthew’s going to look weird until his hair grows back.

We will be home on Saturday if our instructor gets the bus fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked okay when we left.

Our OC said that with a bus that old you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance. We think it's a neat bus. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the roof. It gets pretty hot with 45 people in a bus made for 24. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the Police stopped and talked to us.

Our Detachment commander is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver.. In fact, he is teaching Jessie how to drive on the mountain roads where there isn't any Police. All we ever see up there are logging trucks.

This morning all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out to the rapids. Our CSM wouldn't let me because I can't swim, and Adam was afraid he would sink because of his cast (it's concrete because we didn't have any plaster), so he let us take the canoe out. It was great. You can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood.

Our Detachment commander isn't crabby like some DC's. He didn't even get mad about the life jackets. He has to spend a lot of time working on the bus so we are trying not to cause him any trouble.

Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When Andrew dived into the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. Steven and I threw up, but the Company medic said it probably was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken. He said they got sick that way with food they ate in prison.

I'm so glad he got out and became our Instructor. He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while he was doing his time. By the way, where would you find a pedal-file? Anyway, I have to go now because we are heading into town to mail these letters and buy some more beer and ammo. Don't worry about anything. We’re all fine.

Love,

Chris