This
us fixing our packs at Philips Junction after our food pick-up but on the way to
Crooked Creek and Wild Horse.Wild Horse
(mostly Crooked Creek)
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This
us fixing our packs at Philips Junction after our food pick-up but on the way to
Crooked Creek and Wild Horse.
This
is our crew hiking up to the cabin at Crooked Creek. It was on top of a
fair sized hill but it had a nice path.
At
Crooked Creek there was a orphan lamb named Frankie. In this picture, Ben
K. is having an in depth conversation with Frankie about various topics.
Alison
and Katrina spent a little time watching the cows. The large tan cow was
Savannah the mother of the small brown cow, Pork Chop.
Katrina,
Mr. S., and Sean were now just petting the burrows. Earlier a bunch of
crew members were hugging the burrows because we were informed by the cabin
staff that it was National Hug-A-Burrow Day.
This
is lunch time at Crooked Creek. We shared our lunch with about 10
chickens. On a personal note, we had lunch 9 that day and it wasn't one of
my favorites.
Alison
really didn't want to share her lunch but the chicken did. So in one quick
motion she snatched it right up. Of course at this point she was probably
thinking, "Ok. I have a chicken. Now what?"
This
was the view you could see from the top of the hill at Crooked Creek. It
was absolutely amazing. On a side note, they have the highest flag pole in
all of Philmont at a height of 38ft.
When
we woke up the morning we were to hike to Mt. Philips we were graced with this
bewildering view. The fog wasn't a bad thing at all, it was actually quite
beautiful.