Greetings
Frontiersmen,
Thanks for your participation at the 2009 Fall Trace. It was an awesome
weekend to remember. I believe Jesus was there in a mighty way, and moved in
men & boys lives at the Fri & Sat night council fire and also in the awesome
church service we had at the Boss A/G church (those of you who had to leave
early you really missed out, the Lord moved in a mighty way.)
I would like to say a special thanks to Doug Lout, Ray Reese, JR Winery, Max
Towler, Ralph Davis, and all those who participated in running the events,
Also I want to thank Dennis Faulkner, and Danny Chappell for all their hard
work in setting everything up in the camp. With out them this event would
have not been near as successful as it was.
It was an honor and a privilege to have our speakers, Danny Kemp and Rick
Dostal. I would also like to thank WW for his support and encouragement. He
does an awesome job in running our chapter.
The rain fell, dampened our canvass and our clothes, but as usual it did not
dampen the spirit of FCF that we have in our lives. Remember this was a
rendezvous where we come together to be strengthened and encouraged. Just as
the mountain man went to the wilderness to trap beavers for the prize hides
we need to go to our work, our schools, our family's witness and reach souls
with the spirit that God empowered us with.
May God Bless you richly,
Choctaw
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Let me add my two bits worth - Sometimes the hard
parts of the campout make it the most memorable. Like the "little shower
that Simon Tanner referring to was a 12-hour 4-inch rain. Very awesome. We
were packed under a couple of shelters for the last council fire. Two Forks'
voice would boom out of the Wilderness Annex when the senior members voiced
their approval. I for one was able to get more rest than I have in months
getting to bed at before 10 both nights. The food was awesome. We feast on a
whole hog, had venison tenderloins, dove wrapped in bacon, crawdads (fresh
from the nearby stream), deep fried turkey breast, cobblers, and all the
fixin's to do with these. The Buckskin candidates had to go around the camp
scrounging for food for their final supper together. Wish I had known that
earlier - next year I will try to have some "interesting" wild game to
donate. They had to settle for wild turkey this time.
Anyway, like I said, sometimes the hard times make
the event - Not so at this one. The Sunday morning service and dinner at
Boss A/G were awesome! They really threw out the red carpet for us and God
showed up for the occasion too! It was a good ole fashion Pentecostal
service from the opening birthday offerings and singing of the traditional
A/G Happy Birthday song to the third altar call. A young girl named Loren
did a sign language song that really turned the service over on its head.
Lots of singing and at about 12:10 when I thought, "Whew, that was fun!',
pastor Paul Davis announces "now open your Bibles to..." Glad I had a good
breakfast. Sunday school was great and the whole works. And what a spread
they put out for dinner. I may be changin' churches!
Ted, Dennis and Danny really did a fine job setting
up and hosting this outing. I have recommended we do every event there :-)
Ted says NO.
OH ya, Prez Fred don't like camera flash.
Dark Horse
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Chapter Scribes report following the pictures and a Outpost perspective
at the end of the page.
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Greetings
and Salutations to the Members of the Daniel Boone Chapter;
The valley
just outside of Boss, MO was a beautiful place to see from the hilltop with
all the lodges lined up against the tree line at the Fall Trace hosted by
NE/SE Divisions.
Thank you
Choctaw for all you and your team did to make this 2009 Fall Trace a huge
success. The word is we had 78 registered members. We added some more
Lifetime Members, and gave away some awesome prizes. And the young bucks
that happened to be in the right place at the right time at the Saturday
council fire service were blessed with the ‘extra plunder’ that was donated
above the number or needed prizes!
There were
lots of trading, contests and all the other fun that is part of these
events. Even some locals come out to visit us and see what we are all so
excited about.
The “whole
hog” feed (thanks to Doug Laut and Company) on Friday night was fantastic!
We had excellent council fire services and morning devotion. A big thank you
to the speakers for a job well done – you made the Word real and true to our
hearts.
This was
all around a great FCF Campout. (So who’s worrying about a little shower –
we always come ready and we overcame the obstacle!)
I regret my
outpost could not stay for the Boss AG service and dinner (we had to get our
boys who are also members of the Youth Ministries home in time for the “See
you at the Pole” rally in Springfield) but look forward to hearing how that
last part of Choctaw’s plans turned out…no doubt it was just as good as the
rest of the weekend!
It is my
honor to introduce to you the newest Buckskin members of the Daniel Boone
Chapter:
Jarod
Gamblin Sasparilla Ironton
AG
Jordon
Myers Jeremiah Ironton
AG
Jake
Randolph Pick n’ Grin Ironton
AG
Andrew Laut
Sunshine Ironton AG
Lucas
Randolph Lucky
Ironton AG
Thomas
(Wes) Young Crazy Bone Ironton AG
Hunter
Campbell Sure Shot Park Crest
Calvary Temple
Jason
Franklin Black Buffalo Park
Crest Calvary Temple
Derek Ruda
Tenderheart Park Crest Calvary Temple
Laurance
Brown Little Buffalo Park Crest
Calvary Temple
Kaleb
Breshears Red Foxx Bolivar
Steve
Finley Cherokee Preacher Central
And just as
important are the newest Chapter Scout and Asst Scouts.
Chapter
Scout Jason Green
NW Asst
Scout John Davis
SW Asst
Scout Laurance Brown
NE Asst
Scout Jarod Gamblin
SE Asst
Scout (remains vacant)
(Scouts –
contact me with your most current contact information.)
Thank you
all for your commitment to boys who are able to “Keep” for Jesus through
this great ministry of Royal Rangers and Frontiersmen Camping Fellowship.
Yr mo hmbl & obt svt,
Rick “Simon Tanner”
Dostal
Daniel Boone Chapter
Scribe
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FCF Fall Trace at Boss, Missouri September,
2009. Friday, Sat and Sunday.
I heard these two sayings from the Boss FCF
members many times from earlier in the year. Leading up to this event I had
worked 38 days with one day off in that time. I so looked forward to this
FCF Fall Trace. You know the Lord loves us. He takes all things and works
them for good. While some of our FCF members labored for prizes and
advancements and positions. All good things...don't tell anyone but I got
in some good sleep and a nap in while that rain just came down and washed us
all off good just like Dark Horse did. That part was a real blessing for me
as well..
Now from a outpost perspective.
The week was spent wondering who was going and
how they were getting there. Wed. night was the cut off date. As the Bible
says let your yes be yes and your no be no. We ended up with 4 men and 5
boys heading out for Boss.
Thursday brother Steve went shopping for the
outpost and met us at the Ranger Annex where we were dragging FCF Gear out
of the BIG HUGE RR Trailer and bringing it to the front door for the Friday
load up. Cooking, gear, tent, stakes, poles. ropes, Pots, Pans, spices,
cups, plates. Cast Iron stuff. Candle Lanterns, Candles, Rifles, Knives,
Hawks. Tools, crafts to make while there. FCF clothing and a 100 other
things that goes. Brother Steve has started some Lantern Kits and due to
his Buckskin Testing drawing nigh I picked up in the middle of his crafting
on those candle lanterns and spent about 5 hours out in the shop just having
a great time.
Friday brought the ice chests and water coolers
in and filled them with ice. Folk showed up at the Annex and we started
loading. Everyone had brought just about all they had and there was much
doubt that we would get it all loaded. Yet skillfully we were able to pack
it all in. We left Springfield about 1:45 pm and got to Boss at a hair
before 5pm
Down through the horse pasture down to the creek
was home. Everyone unloaded and we moved the van and trailer out of the
way. It was a busy hour or so and we had camp setup in good shape with a
fire roaring. There was firewood all around for those that brought a
splitting mall or could borrow one. After Spring outing we had a hard 2"
rain or so.. so this time we brought a poly tarp and put it on the ground
inside the tent about 3' back from each side. Cots were setup around the
sides of the marquee tent and those sleeping on the ground were in the
middle of the marquee.
About 7pm the horn blew and it was chow time.
We enjoyed some mighty fine Hog. beans, corn on the cob, bread and cobbler,
gooseberry or raspberry IT WAS ALL GOOD! Wow thank you! Boys were scarfing
down the food and you could hear them can we get more.. man this is good.
Yes there was plenty.
About 8 pm or so we had our council fire
service and the sectional presbyter preached a very good and anointed sermon
down by the spring feed creek. After some laying on of hands and prayer
time we made our way back to camp. The boys did the normal acting up and
being boys around the fire. Most of the men hit the sack and it wasn't to
late when the boys did as well.
Saturday kicked off with the sounds of bacon
sizzling in the cast iron pans. Eggs, pancakes. It was just a great
breakfast.
The morning assembly was started with the
District Scouts sermon to the membership. The normal business meeting and
scout elections were everybody nominates there buddies for the scout
election and competitions and the Buckskin Applicants and events are laid
out and signed up for.
While many of the boys and men were busy in the
competitions and the testing I stayed around camp and collected dues, event
fees and updated contact info and when not busy doing that was cooking beef
fat rendering "candle tallow". I got the fat from the butcher at the local
grocery store for free and had that boiling and simmering for a couple
hours. Then lunch time rolled around and we had sandwiches, chips and easy
stuff. Ice cold dill pickles. Then in and out of registering 5 boys
assembled cherry wood lanterns. Mostly just sanding down some dowels for a
dry fit and then gluing the parts together and adding glass and the top.
Then it started to rain so we brought the crafting inside. I laid the bowl
of rendered fat while it was cooling just under my cot at the end. During
this nice rain we glued and completed the lanterns. Well most of us did.
GRIN! I laid down on the cot and enjoyed the rain pattering off of the
tent. A hour or so later I awoke from the boys laughing. Some where in
there they went outside during the rain and cooked bacon and were soaking
wet.... I got up and found my thermos lying in the tub of rendering fat and
the rest of the fat splattered all over my cot, my box and a roll of tape
and well. It was just a nice mess. So I sat the tub outside and let it rain
and rain and rain. The rain let up just in time to cook some pork steaks,
fired potatoes and corn on the cob all being cooked on the fire.
The Buckskin Ceremony and the evening Service
was right at dusk and we welcomed the new Scouts and the new Buckskins all
this was done while we huddled under two canvas awnings. Simon Tanner
brought the service to a close with a short series of devotions and prayers
for many needs. Back at the camps we pretty much just went into our tents
and sat around and talked and those that wanted to hit the sack. I think
our boys were out by 10:30 pm. (a Record - praise the Lord) It rained hard
most of the night. A trickle or two of rain came in but not enough to
keep anyone awake. I think two of the boys shared the same cot. I don't
think they slept that well but they made it up on the lost sleep on the
bus ride home.
A wet and soaked Sunday morning met us at day
break. You could hear the noises of camps being warmed up with wet firewood
and the efforts put forth to ignite that wet wood. It wasn't long before
our continental breakfast was chowed down and we were breaking camp getting
gear stowed and the trailer and bus loaded up. Everything was packed up but
the White Canvas Tent as it was really wet. So we decided to leave it up
and let it dry. Praise the Lord we went to Boss AOG and took part in a
Pentecostal Sunday school and Church service. It warmed my heart to know
that there are some churches that are blessed by the moving of the Holy
Spirit with the evidences of speaking in tongues and folk still being slain
in the spirit. What a altar call and prayers going up. My heart was warmed
by the heart felt care and love these folk had for one another. We sang for
Birthdays and Anniversaries and well 12:00 noon was upon us in no time.
Pastor lead in a 30 minute sermon and the church put on a FEED now! All
kinds of goodies were there. We stuffed ourselves and said thanks and
slipped back to camp to a White Canvas Tent that was dry to my surprise!!!
It was down in record time and packed away and back towards home me went.
Arriving at the Ranger Annex we unloaded it all.
Swept out the church van gassed it up returned it back to it's spot and then
seasoned the cast iron in the stove with oil and put the kitchen stuff in
the dishwasher. At 6:30pm I was heading home. I missed the Sunday night
Ranger Meeting but I remembered that one 53 hour Ranger event is worth
several dozen hour long ranger meetings in value just as a missions trip
brings folk together that have spent years attending the same church sitting
in the same pews. Something about going and working and doing things
together brings folk past the "Hello, how are you?" Meetings and Church
are very important and we need to go on a regular basis that is for sure.
On the way home reflecting back. My son and I was talking about the
Pentecostal service. He hasn't been exposed to a real Pentecostal move in a
church service. We have lost some things along the modern, Big church,
talent, Big Screen, Loud Speakers way. "That still small voice", wow I heard
that voice again at Boss. Right now my eyes tear up for those days to
return to Springfield. My son thinks I am just getting to be old
fashioned. Me I just want the fire to fall on all of us and baptize
everyone. Then we will see the Power and the Shouting and the excitement
we once had again.
Mark Jones
p.s. All that rendering beef fat that was
splattered all over my stuff. A Commander fessed up to it. So I cleaned
it up quietly and NEXT time I will be "READY" for that commander coming
into the tent while it's raining.. It could have happened to anyone..
I will just move the Fat Rendering pan over under His Cot...GRIN!
Har! Snort. (really I will just figure out a new method to this
madness of tallow making) I had nice and wet tallow after a night of
rain. Did you know that most of the soap you buy is Rendered Beef Fat.
ooooooooooeeee! Its all good and then it even gets better.