These are Spring Beauty Blossoms. I call them Bpah Oh Quaidt blossoms. Note they are white as snow with strips as red as blood. They will play a part in this story.
There is something magical about a fire in the forest at night. Perhaps it is primal, like our other passions. I remember reading of the elves dancing and singing in the depths of Mirkwood in Tolkien’s Hobbit and the scene filled my mind like a memory. I saw it for real in the forests of
When I studied the great incantation of Scouting, Rulon Skinner, one of my great masters, taught that Scouting brings fun, adventure and romance into the lives of boys. He defined the terms: Fun is something one does again and again and enjoys each time. Adventure is something done for the first time, a something which teaches a boy about himself and the world. Romance is a life changing experience. Scouting is full of romance: lighting a fire in the rain, swimming a mile in a mountain lake, standing at the top of a mountain, or looking at the stars reflected on the mirror smooth surface of a mountain lake, the sound of the sea. The great romance is suffering in the service of others to feel the joy of love. Deep in the forest with fire and friends one finds fun, adventure, and romance.
Over the years I have attended many O. A. ceremonies. I often played Nutiket, the Guard, to my friends, Mohonri Lester’s Meteu, the Medicine Man and Kendall Allen’s Allowat Sakima, the Mighty Chief. Chucky Stoddard was usually the Guide, Kichkinet. I advanced to Brotherhood membership and was at last given the honor of the Vigil. In fact I was supposed to participate in my Vigil on the night my first son was born. I was at Tee Pee week at
The story of the Order of the Arrow is told elsewhere. Suffice it to say, that when I became a
The Spring of 1984, the year I returned to
Tim Tanner, as the guide, brings the 1979 candidates to Lynn Henrichs, as Guard. Kevin Baggs leads the group, the first Scout is Steve Lowe.
The group before Scott Hinrichs. If you look between Tim and Kevin, you will see a young Dave Shupe.
Fall Conclave, 1979
The Guide, leads the candidates before the Mighty Chief, in this case Lynn Hinrich. Lynn was also a Camp Loll Staffer. The beautiful ceremony site was located at the old campfire bowl, where the Browning Lodge stands today.
Part of the Ordeal is a day of hard labor. This work crew is lucky enough to be led by Jed Stringham himself.
Kevin Baggs and Lynn Hinrichs at the Wade Lodge at Camp Kiesel. Both were Loll Staffers too.
The cliff behind the altar provided a great place for "dignitaries" to stand. Just putting these guys on display greatly enhanced the magic.
So many symbols, so many great young men willing to cheerfully serve.
These are the candidates, their arrows about their necks. Each was chosen by his troop, team or post as exemplary of the values of scouting and as a great camper.
Bruce Liston often played the role of Meteu. It was especially fun because he could never say Lenni Lenape; he always said Leeping Lemhi.
Ken Reed and Jean Claire Basque above the WWW which represents the real name of the Order of the Arrow. Kids love "secrets".
It is this type of visual image that ties the words to memory. The words of service and Scouting Values are as beautiful as the setting.
The ceremony team this night are Kevin Baggs (back to camera) Lynn Hinrichs at the Altar, and Tim Tanner as Meteu.
Blain worked at Bartlett the two summers I was there in the 80's
Bret Butler as Meteu, with Brian Daems, Ken Reed, Lynn Hinrichs in the background. The flaring headdress to the far right is on Larry Gordon - From the Camp Loll Staff.
Ken Reed was a great Lodge Advisor. He stands here behind "his" boys, as he always did.
Lynn greets new Brotherhood candidates. The blond boy in the center is Doug Hopper; to the far left is Dave Shupe, with Larry Gordon just in front. All of them are Camp Loll men.
Loll Staffers in the picture include Larry Gordon, Loren Jeske, Lynn Hinrichs, Ralph Stitt, Bret Butler, Ellis Wood, Cory Walton, Kevin - Preacher - Nelsen, myself, and Brian Bock.
Later in the fall we held an Ordeal Ceremony at Camp Kiesel. It was at the Fall Conclave that Lodge Officers were elected.
Camp Loll Staffers and friend in the Kiesel dining hall. Left to right - front to back. Some friend I do not know, then Brett Butler, Ralph Stitt, David Kirkham, Lynn Hinrichs, back row - Keith DeHart, Kevin Baggs, Loren Jeske, Bruch Liston, and Steve Kirkham.
The Ceremony Team performs the pre-Ordeal. The boys will soon be sent out to sleep alone in the forest.
Loll Staffers on the team include a very young Brian Daems in white in front, Doug Hopper behind to the left, and Brian Bock in the center back.
The candidates, bed rolls in hand prepare for their adventure. The big kid, back to camara is Keith DeHart.
The next night Brian Bock prepares to lead the final ceremony. There is a rain storm coming, but we will not be daunted.
Feather bonnets were stowed against the storm, but the beauty and wonder of our "Indians" was not diminished.
That cold rainy night four great young men kept their Vigil. Lynn Hinrichs and Bruce Liston celebrate their accomplishment at first light.
Fall Ordeal at Kiesel once again. Anyone who serves on a Camp Staff is automatically eligible to be a memeber of the O. A. We had two Staff Members who were tapped out that summer, Shawn Oborn and Mike Elwell.
The spread antlers of the bull moose was the sign of Camp Loll, many of the crew join in, foreshadowing what was to come.
Dave Kirkham, in costume, watches over the work. Brian Bock, seated just below Dave is directing the project.
By lunchtime biscuits cooked on a stick don't look all that substantial. Dave encourages his weary friends. Dinner will be a real feast!
Doug and Dave dress for the ceremony.
This is Larry Gordon as part of the ceremony team. It's great guys like this that make every candidate proud and excited to be a member of the O. A. and determined to live by the values it proclaims.
Blain Reed stands as the Mighty Chief.
Shawn and Mike in line.
Larry Gordon kindles his campfire, in the magic of its light he will spark the desire to live by the values of Scouting in many young hearts.
Here the ceremony team prepares to inspire and instruct. From Left to right, Larry Gordon, Jerry Lainheart, Doug Hopper, Dave Shupe, Dave Kirkham, and kneeling in front, bare chested, Shawn Oborn. The drummer's name was also Shaun.
It was in 1985 that we began holding Tap Out Ceremonies as part of our program at Bartlett. The troops loved it, it was a great boon to the camp and to the O. A, but mostly it was a blessing to boys who needed men to emulate. One week before the ceremony, Bartlett's O. A. contingent gathered in the Wade Lodge for photos.
Dave Kirkham, all grown up.
Add in the Bartlett Jackets, Neil Lindeman (second from the left), then a grown up Brian Daems, a very young Trent Warner (second from the right); that 's Brent Chase kneeling to the far right and behind him is Alan Francis. All but Brent would be at Loll the next summer.
In 86 the 85 Bartlett Staff became the Camp Loll Staff. We brought our Tap Out Ceremony with us to Lake of the Woods.
Mike Davies holds the torch, fire in the forest.
Here is Loll's Tap Out Crew for 1986, left to right, Mike Davies, Mark Daniels, Todd Wangsguard, Allen Francis, Paul Bates, and Scott Parsons.
The new candidates join hands to sing around the flames. I find it interesting that the tune to the O. A. hymn is God Save the Tzar.
Paul Bates was actually the Lodge Chief when the prohibition was issued. Leonard and I sat down and came up with our own honor society. We knew from our time at Treasure Mountain that the O. A. was not the first or only such orginization. We decided that rather than ask the Troops to elect someone just for the ceremony we would use our Fellowship as a way to honor the unit youth leader they had already elected and to use the program as a way of giving him recognition and support. We had the troops meet at the flag pole on Monday night. In those days our troops arrived on Saturday, and we had two extra nights to fill with program. We had the camp friends lead the troops to the landing beach and there we would call out their SPL, Captain, or Post President. The Camp Friend would take them into the forest past the burning cans of oil to the fire in the forest. We chose three "points" to teach in the Fellowship. Friendship, Leadership, and Service. At each firepot the Camp Friend would talk to them about the point represented by the flame, then lead them to the fire and introduce them to the Guard and Chiefs within. It wasn't until the second year that Leonard wrote the hymn. The tune is "Drink to Me with Thine Eyes". Here is the original ceremony plus the hymn:
Troops, Teams and Post of Camp Loll (year and week) - Welcome! Each of you stands behind your chosen leader. We recognize the importance of your Senior Patrol Leader, Team Captain or Post President and give him honor. We invite him into The Fellowship of the Moose
CAMP FRIEND SPEECHES
(Name of Youth Leader) , I’m glad that I’ll be able to work with you as your friend this week at Loll. I know how hard it is to be a (Senior Patrol Leader, Team Captain, or post President) and I want you to know that you can come to me for help at any time.
I’m glad you chose to come to Loll this week. You have been chosen by your fellows to be their leader. Please try to understand how important this responsibility is!
The secret to success in leadership is service. Through service, true friendship grows. I hope you will remain long in our Fellowship, and through service, long in friendship to
AT GATE TO CEREMONY AREA
This is (Name of Youth Leader) , (Senior Patrol Leader, Team Captain, or Post President) of (Troop, Team or Post Number . I am his friend and he is mine.
Pass on, and may you both remain long in the Fellowship. (Guard steps aside. The
THE INNER FIRE
LEADER OF THE FELLOWSHIP:
It is now my pleasure to teach to you the simple sign of The Fellowship of the Moose. Raise your hand with the palm turned inward, fingers curved forming a hollow. This symbolizes two things.
First, the great scoop of a bull moose antler. The bull moose is the symbol of
Secondly, this is a hand raised in friendship and open, eager to give service.
Now will each
This ceremony is only the first step of your journey with our Fellowship. Tomorrow we ask you to meet with your commissioner in your usual meeting place at 8:00 am. Please be prompt, for time is short. Further meetings throughout this week, this winter and next summer will be outlined in the future. Your future involvement is, of course, up to you. However, it is our hope that you would remain long in the Fellowship.
Let us make together the Sign of the Moose, and mark well by the firelight the faces of our fellows, that we might greet each other always in peace, friendship and service.
Listen now as your friends in the Fellowship join to sing our hymn.
Hymn of the Fellowship of the Moose
As the bright flames ascend to heav’n, Oh God of love and truth,
We would in thought with Thee commune in love and joy and youth.
The hills resound with our glad sound and echo back to Thee;
Our thanks receive for work and health and love and loyalty.
Now the bright flames have us inspired to service, love and joy.
Our Fellowship so deep has grown that nothing can alloy.
So now as friends, we work, we dream of stronger lives to live;
As friends we work, as friends we dream, and service strong we give.
I really enjoyed getting to know you and working with your (Troop, Team or Post) this week at
We will always be friends and before we part, I want to teach you the hand clasp of our Fellowship. It is the traditional boy Scout handshake – left handed with little fingers interlocking. Like the locking of the antlers of the great bull moose, so let this handshake bind us in friendship and service to our Fellowship.
TeePee Week 1988, some of the Loll Staff visit the O. A. at Bartlett. Left to right - Trent Warner, Jody Orme, Curtis Weller, Scott Hinrichs, Mike Davies, Blaine Reed and Dan Reeder.
Curtis Smith was the first Chief of the inner Fire, note the sun blazing on his chest.
Since every Camp Friend served as a Guide to his unit leader, at first we only had three members in the Ceremony Team. Curtis Weller was our first Guard. He has the moon over his heart.
Trent Warner was our first Beach Chief. There are stars in his eyes as well as on his chest.
Thus began the Fellowship of the Moose.
Who could blame a boy for wanting to be this young man? This is the power of the Fellowship.
Mike Bronson was Guard of the Moon Gate.
In 1989 we added a fourth member to the team, to regulate the boys as they moved into the forest with their Camp Friend.
Trent Warner as the Guide of Guides, a bolt of lightening to show the way.
Trent Warner was great in the role of our Chief because he is the great grandson of a great Indian Chief, Sagwitch of the Shoshone.
The legend of Torqua is of special interest.
I am pleased to offer these recollections, and will continue to help in any way I can to preserve and improve the traditional programs at camp.
DEGREES IN THE TRIBE OF TORQUA
SPECIAL TORQUA EVENTS DURING THE
Saturday Night (Opening) Campfire)
Chief candidates depart.
“Warrior candidates are second year campers at
“To become a Brave in the Tribe of Torqua, you must be a first year camper at
Chief candidates met at a small campfire in front of the lighthouse. In addition to degrees requirements, they were informed that they would be assigned a staff advisor the next day after lunch. The objective of this meeting was to discuss the week’s activities and projects.
Chief candidates were dismissed first to meet with their assigned staff advisors who discussed their chief project and leadership responsibilities during the week. These staff advisors met at least 3 times during the week with their candidate (one candidate was assigned to each advisor).
The Chief ceremony during my era was different only to the extent that the word “ribbon” was changed to “rocker” when ribbons were no longer used and patches became the standard. Movement of the candidate on Lion’s Head by the emcee started in the center, proceeded to the southern most point; around the outline of the letter “C” to the northernmost point (the left edge of the “C” facing east); thence in a straight line to the easternmost edge of Lion’s Head where the kneeling and praying was done.
TRIBE OF TORQUA (1974
1. Be a third year camper at
Approval for Brave, Warrior and Medicineman degrees is the responsibility of the
To become a brave a Scout must be of at least the rank of Tenderfoot, must show good camp spirit, must show initiative, good table manners, obedience, and carry out in his daily life the principles of the Scout Oath and Law and the “Daily Good Turn.”
Twelve members of the tribe will be seated as shown in the diagram. [Not shown.] Six on either side of the chief. These Scouts will each represent one of the Scout Laws; three additional Scouts will be seated as shown directly in front of the chief, each representing one section of the Scout Oath. The candidate [who is blindfolded] will be brought to the position of (A) accompanied by a “guide.” He will then be challenged by a “guard” at position (B).
GUIDE: “He has.” (They have.)
The guard faces the candidate and guide.
GUARD; “The Chief bids you advance and travel :The Trail of a Scout.”
The Guide salutes the guard and immediately leads the candidate as shown in the diagram, halting before each of the twelve as indicated and each of the twelve is turn repeat the law corresponding with their number. The candidate is then led to a position in front of the three Scouts representing the Scout Oath, each of whom repeats his part of the oath, each one starting with the words “On my honor, I will do my best, etc. The candidate is then led in front of the chief, as indicated by (C).
CHIEF: “You will now be decorated as a brave. Arise!”
*Blindfold is removed.
All members present, will shake hands with the candidate, using the Scout grip, after which the entire group will return to camp.
Tallman H. Trask
CHIEF: “Warrior, you have just been conducted around the tribesmen who represent the twelve Scout Laws, which is to signify to you that you must more than ever form your life around those same laws, in order that you may depend upon their teachings for strength of character. Your fellow tribesmen are proud of your advancement, and believe that you will strive to obtain the highest possible rank.
“To be sure, next to the Chief you now have the highest rank in the tribe, yet you are hereby warned that the trail that you must follow to reach the high goal of Chief is the hardest of all, and only a few, by using the greatest self-control, will be able to go all the way. Because of the leadership you have shown as a Warrior, you may be at any time called upon to temporarily fill the office of the Chief, to further prove your ability to hold that high rank in your own right.
“You will now kneel, bow your head, and pray out loud to God, the Great Spirit of the Tribe of Torqua, to guide you as a Medicineman of the tribe, that you may be trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, and reverent; and when you have finished you prayer, say ‘Amen,’ and arise.
“You are now to be decorated with a gold badge of rank, In all the world, gold is the rarest and most precious of metals, and is therefore the most desired above all others by your fellow tribesmen.”
GUIDE: As a Medicineman, you will again lead the way to the village.”
“TRIBE OF TORQUA”
Boy Scouts of
CHIEF DEGREE (Revised 1933).
Candidates, after being blindfolded, are addressed in a group by an adult member of the Tribal Council. (Review lessons of the previous degrees extemporaneously.) Announce to candidates that they will be called for by a guide who will conduct them individually to the place where the degree is to be given.
GUIDE; Comes up quietly, takes a candidate by the arm and leads him away. As they walk along, the Guide tells the candidate that he may be challenged as he travels along and that a pass may be demanded. The Guide tells the candidate that the pass is (O-M-H). [On My Honor]
OUTER GUARD: “Who Goes There”?
GUARD: “You will repeat the pass in a distinct whisper.”
The Guide and candidate now approach the Inner Guard.
INNER GUARD: “Halt! Who approaches this spot which is sacred to the Chiefs of the Tribe of Torqua”?
CANDIDATE: Repeats the Scout Oath.
The candidate is conducted from (A) and back to (A) again as indicated in the diagram, blindfolded as in previous degrees.
Blindfold removed here.
Hymn of the Tribe of Torqua
As the bright flames ascend to heav’n, oh God of love and truth
At the closing campfire the director will ask that all Medicine Men and Chief stay behind. Once the fire has ended, the Indians will be asked to come on stage and proceed with the ceremonies.
Chief: “You have been brought here tonight, to the Lion’s Head, sacred gathering place for the leaders and guides of the Tribe of Torqua. It is here that they discussed the things best for the tribe. It was here that young Torqua served with courage and sacrifice. A life you must live from now on.
In previous years you have been blindfolded. This symbolizes two things. First, your willingness to be led by others. And second your courage to lead. Both things are essential to living in our tribe.
Scouts, I would now ask that you gaze across the channel and take a good look at where you have come from. It has not been an easy journey to where you now stand.
I would now ask that you join with me in the scout oath:
Chief, once again I thank you. We will now escort you back to camp, our duties having been completed for the night.” (Put out the torch and escort them back to camp. Stop at the light house and allow the Warrior to stand by you. Embrace with each scout in the handshake of the Tribe of Torqua, and allow them to proceed back to their campsites.)
“The Medicine Men, Chief, and your Troop friends will now escort you back to the parade grounds. Our duties having been completed for the day.” (Scouts will be escorted back to the parade grounds. Quickly change clothes and get to the parade grounds in time for awards.)
This is Bryon Conner dressed for the Torqua Ceremony our 2nd year at CCV. The head dress was left in camp by Ron Wood, a long time Director of the camp.
It is the example set by those who honor the Tribe that best instructs the Scouts in the values the Tribe seeks to teach.
Tyler Shaw the High Chief at the Campfire Bowl.
The sign of the Indian.
By 2000, Shaun Conner was High Chief, note he wears the sign of the sun.
Other members of the team include, left to right, James Lewis, Shaun Conner, Gabe Conner, and Justin Hansen.
In 2001 we came back to Loll. There were many of the ideas of the Tribe of Torqua we decided to bring with us. We incorporated the patch system which rewarded each boy and adult who attended the camp if they fulfilled the requisite duties. I also decided to add a legend to the Fellowship ceremony. The legend of the hero of the Fellowship of the Moose is based on the story of the Sacred King who dies a sacrifice for his people. I had been reading about it in Robert Graves books and wanted to incorporate it into our tradition. To compare small things with great, my inspiration was simular to that of C. S. Lewis. I wanted to tie the story to our local tribes, the Shoshone, and so got Leonard's help in finding names for the characters in the story. The Song of Hiawatha is also the story of a sacred king, so it seemed reasonable to use some of the names found there. Shoshone names: Bpah oh Quaidt - Flowing Water (Water Flowing), I chose this name for our hero as the sacred king is the water of life, and it is out of the water that the Spring Beauty flower bloom. Muhah Baidtuh (Daughter of the Moon (Moon Daughter), for Longfellow and from one of the most ancient representations of the Mother Goddess. Qah saw Dtaynah - Mighty Hunter (Hunter with Special Powers to Find Game). Leonard also got us the Shoshone word for moose, Dtu bpa Deyheya - Black Water Animal - but we stuck with Moose.
The Legend of Bpah Oh Quaidt
Many moons ago – when the grandmothers lead the people; before the horses came, when no white man had ever seen the Valley of Ten Thousand Smokes; a rumor of a strange sickness came to the People. No knowledge could end the fear. Muhah Baidtuh, Ancient Daughter of the Moon, saw the way. She told Qah saw Dtaynah, the Mighty Hunter, and Bpah Oh Quaidt, son of the Great Chief, and the prince of his people, that the band must go back to the high mountains, to the
Qah saw Dtaynah was afraid, for the first snows had fallen, like duck down on the tops of the great mountains, and the people had not yet killed a buffalo. The dogs had no meat to carry! Still, the wisdom of Muhah Baidtuh was not to be questioned in this time of grave danger and the men took the families to the mountains.
Bitter cold met them, the lake was already sheathed in ice. On the rise above the tiny stream they pitched their lodge and the hunger began. At first Qah saw Dtaynah and Bpah Oh Quaidt searched the forest for food and Muhah Baidtuh and her granddaughters stripped the willow bark to feed the children, but each day the snow mounted until no one could walk beyond the camp. There was little hope for hunting. For Qah Saw Dtaynah knew that all the beasts but the great moose had left the high forest. All animals must flee the deep drifts or die, but the moose swims in the snow, and feeds on the fir, and fears nothing. The snow closed in everywhere and only the ice sheet of the lake was swept free of deep drifts by the bitter wind. The dogs were gone.
Men and women, old and young, huddled in the lodge for warmth and waited death. Bpah Oh Quaidt brought in the firewood, for his sisters were too weak, Bpah Oh Quaidt brought the water, for old Muhah Baidtuh sat ever in the ashes and sang her song to Mother Earth.
The shortest day of all the year was passing. Through the door of the lodge Bpah Oh Quaidt watched the icy lake turn gold in the last rays of the setting sun. He heard the little children crying because they had not eaten, he heard the women weeping for they could not feed their little ones, the young boys sat and did not move because they had no hope. On the cheeks of Qah saw Dtaynah tears sparkled in the fading light, and Muhah Baidtuh chanted. Then into the mind of Bpah Oh Quaidt came the voice of the Great Spirit. “Bpah Oh Quaidt, you must save the People.” The song stopped. Bpah Oh Quaidt stood and all eyes followed him. From its otter skin sheath the prince drew his father’s great bonnet of eagle feathers, white, black, and red. He placed on his head the feather crown of his father, the Great Chief, and gathered about his broad bare shoulders the black moose skin robe worked soft by the labor of his grandmother, Muhah Baidtuh, the Daughter of the Moon. In the robes of a king he left the lodge, and in their pain all the people followed him. In silence he led them to the lake shore. He stopped and turned to face the setting sun. He opened the great folds of the moose skin robe, and the light was upon him. He shown like a wedge of polished cedar, “I will come again,” he whispered, closed the huge hide about himself and stepped out onto the ice. He left them, and the darkness swallowed him before he reached the distant shore.
Qah saw Dtaynah brought the fire from the lodge; the sisters piled the wood; the boys brought out hides and weapons, and all the family began their vigil. Muhah Baidtuh, sang to Mother Earth, but Qah saw Dtaynah, prayed to the Great Spirit. All night they waited, the young ones slept, and the fire ate the wood. Only cold and hunger remained.
Gray light and then the first bright gold of the morning sun burned the eyes of the watchers – when suddenly a figure moved on the distant shore. Qah saw Dtaynah rose and walked to the ice edge, the women and children stirred and stared. In the distance they saw the dark moose robe and rising above it the great bonnet of eagle feathers. Towards them he came, then Qah saw Dtaynah’s wise eyes saw the truth and he reached for his hunting lance. Muhah Baidtuh saw the truth and motioned the band into the alder thicket like a clutch of grouse. Ah Saw Dtaynah slipped like a shadow behind a fir tree. It was not Bpah Oh Quaidt, prince of his people, in moose hide robe and feathered crown, but a huge black bull moose with a crown of antlers that walked the length of the lake to their hiding place. Straight on he came toward the ashes of the fire; off the ice he stepped and onto the narrow beach.
Qah saw Dtaynah leapt forward and drove his lance into the great beast’s neck. The young boys shot their arrows. The moose leaped once then foundered into the deep snow among the alder trees, and there he died and his blood striped the snow. The women came with their sharp flint knives and flayed off the beautiful hide of black moose fur. Then they cut up the sweet flesh and all ate and grew strong again.
The winter passed before hunger came again. In the dark of the nights they broke up the bones and drank the marrow, and from the shards each worked a totem in memory of Bpah Oh Quaidt, who’s magic had brought the moose.
At last the meat was gone, but the snow grew soft and wet and even at night the warm winds blew. Qah Saw Dtaynah gathered the people. Each had prepared a totem of friendship in memory of Bpah Oh Quaidt. They exchanged their gifts and Qah Saw Dtaynah strung the worked moose bones on a necklace of honor Muhah Baidtuh folded the moose hide and placed it where their lodge had stood. They tied the trees with feathers and quill-work and gave thanks for the gift of the moose. Then Qah Saw Dtaynah lay the totem of honor on the altar of the hide and led the people toward the summer.
For miles they crossed the rotting snow, but at last the drifts ended. As their tired feet first touched the wet earth, they raised a cry of joy, for through the forest toward them came Bpah Oh Quaidt in his black moose skin robe and crown of eagle feathers. He stood before them and spread the great robe, and when they saw about his neck hanging the totem necklace of moose bones which they had made in memory of Bpah Oh Quaidt they put their faces to the ground and wept. When they lifted their eyes their prince was gone, but all through the forest, where the flowing waters came from the edge of the melting snow, grew tiny white flowers with stripes as red as blood. And the people gathered the blossoms and the bulbs from which they sprang and found them good to eat – and they grew strong.
And Muhah Baidtuh taught the people the truth and Qah Saw Dtaynah made the song – that the true leader of the People is he who will, with courage and decision, give himself in the service of his friends.
Troops, Teams, Crews, and Ships of Camp Loll: each of you stand behind . . .
There were so many pressures in the first few years at Loll that I hardly took any pictures. In those pre-electronic camera days it was hard to get pictures in the night, and I have none of Fellowship Ceremonies for those first few years back at Loll
Ben Mortensen prepares for the Fellowship Ceremony.
Jon Taylor will lead the candidates to the beach, by now we were having the troops line up on the parade ground and having only the boys to be inducted go down to the beach to wait.
Another week, another team. This one includes (left to right) Justin Hansen, Ben Prall, Kem Elbrader, and Seth.
Some Staffers brought costumes to camp just so they could be in the ceremony. That was OK, the more the better.
This team from 2005 included (left to right) Chad McCombs, Joey Langford, Gabe Conner, and Mike Mason.
This weeks crew were Joey Langford, Gabe Conner, Mike Mason, and Shad Burnham.
Same crew, different order, in the camp office.
2006. Sun, Moon, and Stars are (left to right) Shad Burnham, Gabe Conner, Chad McCombs, and Russell Stevens.
The 2008 Ceremony Team at the Inner Site.
Rachel Wiley, Deanna Mauchley, and Lauren Hansen.
Not only the paint has to be just right. the muscles need to be primed too. This is Matt Bredthauer and Mitch getting ready to make a big impression.
Jacob Mortensen makes a great Guard. The coyote hide was a gift to the Camp from Justin Hansen.
Ceremony Team, 2010, Mitch Sutherland, Justin Hansen, Wes Mathis, and Jacob Mortensen.
Having a little fun for the camera.
The fire is at the heart of the ceremony, one of many symbols.