The Navy has a neat, little school to teach our guys how to camp better. It is called SERE and it stands for Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape. In actuality, SERE School is very important. And this picture sure brought back some memories I do not want to relive:
SERE School
I remember our instructors telling us, you are going to spoon with your camping buddy or SERE buddy or whatever buddy (we were calling each other.)
And I thought: not just no, hell no. Nothing against that helicopter pilot who is my camping buddy or SERE buddy or whatever buddy (we were calling each other.) I ain’t spooin’. No way, José. . .*
Night-time came and the snow piled around us. Far worse, the wind rifled into our lean-to’s, cutting through our jackets. And there was so much desperate spooning goin’ around you would have thought Pier One had a special on silverware.
That’s right, I am not ashamed to admit it. I spooned, big-time. When it is forty degrees below, you survive. You bettah not tell anyone. . .
* Darn, I can’t remember his name. I spooned the dude** and completely forgot who he was, other than that he flew helicopters.
** Or did he spoon me? I seem to have completely blacked out this gentle episode. Whichever way it was, it was a hell of a spoon***.
*** Not that I have any other bro-spoons to compare it to.
* I’m sure hundreds of women around San Diego say almost the same thing. Though they probably say “fork”.
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Oohhh Helicopter Pilot you say? Should you manage to remember his name do let us know…
Pax
[Always looking for a good spoon]
Sean: Ha ha, I suppose it is better than knives. . .
Pax: I will most certainly let you know!
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Was that you?
As long as you didn’t ‘plug in’ for warmth you are okay.
I never knew a discussion on fine silverware could make a lady blush so…..
Cargosquid: You bet. And thanks!
CP: Ha ha, the appliances were left out of the sockets.
LilChantilly: Cutlery is a tender topic. . .
Could be worse. If we ever meet, ask me about giving first aid for hypothermia once that involved a sleeping bag and a big hairy Italian guy.
Lemme see: first aid, hypothermia, and a hairy back? Yikes. . .
You do whatever the hell you have to do. Thou shall not speak of it again, however.
You get some spare time, you look up “sugar cookie” at SEAL school (BUDS)…
Spooning isn’t even a modest second.