After summiting and exploring Mcafee Knob and Tinker Cliffs VA while backpacking the Appalachian Trail, Leo Eschenbrenner and Zumi Hersey from Troop 1203 set up camp at the Lambert Meadows Campsite. The boys cooked dinner utilizing their lightweight stoves as they have so many times. Dinner was Leo’s tried and true favorite, chicken and broccoli with rice.
About the time we had all we could eat a south bound, AT hiker named Bob hiked into our campsite. Bob was a south bounder or SOBO as they are called. He started his AT journey in Maine on Mt. Katahdin and had been hiking sense the spring. AT hikers don’t typically carry a lightweight stove or cook meals but live on cliff bars and fruit.
Leo offered a hot meal to Bob and Bob gladly accepted.
After Bob enjoyed his hot meal, Bob spoke to the boys about trail angles. Trail angles offer kindness to AT hikers and the kindnesses the boys offered to Bob was some magic that made his journey a little more special. We talked to Bob for seemed to be about 45 minutes and discussed his amazing experiences and the people he had come to meet along the way. Bob departed before sunset with the goal of seeing the sunset from Tinker Cliffs. Leo spoke about Bob and the friendship they shared over his trail angle hot meal.
A Scout is friendly and a Scout is kind
ASM Dave Eschenbrenner
Troop 1203
California, MD


The staff then drove us an additional 2.5 hours to the ranch where we had dinner and bedded down for the night. Early the next morning, we arose to feed the horses and review tacking procedures. Once each of the crew prepared his horse, we set out for two days of backcountry horse camping along with our two wranglers from the BTSR staff.





by James Ye
What I was planning to undertake was a 66-day expedition zigzagging across the United States, connecting the west coast to the east through 15 states. The program, Eagle Scouts Cycling Across America (ESCAA) 2018, catered to scouts of high adventure ages and senior ranks capable enough to survive the trip. 
In Washington State, the second day of the trip from Monroe to Leaveworth was a combination of both mentality and physical strength. 90 miles, 5500 feet of elevation, arguably the hardest day on the entire trip. We experienced heat like never before, legs burning, chest beating, stomach aching, and climbed at what seemed like the slowest pace possible up a relentless ten-mile hill. Surrender seemed imminent, and a possible solution to give in was appetizing. However, what kept me going was not only encouragements from the team, but also mental resilience, as well as the mindset that if I could finish this day, the toughest day on the entire trip, I could probably finish all 4000 miles. All of us slowly reached the peak of Stevens Pass, and never in my life had I felt more accomplished, more content with myself, than ever before.
Rain or shine, we were determined to reach our destination by the end of the day. I faintly recall in South Dakota, when flakes of snow began to sprinkle down like flower petals – much to our surprise – as it was the middle of summer. Astonished, we gawked as the cascading snow flakes erupted into a full-blown snow and hail storm; it was just our luck that we were taking a resting day at that time, we were spared of the need to slug through that weather. We were driving back from Mount Rushmore – we took side excursions as to tour famous historical locations – and the car’s passengers were going crazy in amazement at the snow falling in the country that had blazing hot only days before. It’s incredulous to see the changes in geography, climate, and culture that transforms from state to state.
When everyone first gathered at Seattle, practically no one recognized each other. Ten scouts came from all over the country – Virginia, Pennsylvania, Florida, California. In biking, there is a concept called a paceline, in which cyclist draft off one another by keeping the shortest distance possible between them to reduce wind resistance. Doing so decreases effort levels by twenty percent, yet one sudden change in pace or direction and the whole line could collapse as easily as dominos. The journey was a mix of broken bikes to worn out bodies, scratches to scars, bruises to blisters. Nonetheless, near the end of the trip, we were all able to put trust in one another as comrades, laugh together as friends, and take liberties as if we had known each other all our lives. That’s the kind of bonding that forms out of two months of suffering; if we didn’t support one another, we wouldn’t come out in one piece.
Cycling across America is no easy feat. I only had a year to prepare after being invited by the tour director to participate in this intense challenge. If you can get over the idea that biking across America isn’t impossible, do your best to train your body and mind by being prepared, accept the fact that there will be pain, and chip away at it little by little, to do such an incredible feat is much simpler than you may assume. I recommend any scout adventurous enough to seize this incredible opportunity if it ever pops up again in the future. Not only was it the hardest and best two months I’ve ever experienced, but also it is something I’ll carry with me for the rest of my life.
by Evan Dann

The first day, our ride was enjoyable! We were able to keep up a reasonable pace and distance. Day two was a different story, the heat and hills were almost unbearable. Our strength, and endurance was definitely tested. Day two was without a doubt the hardest leg of the trip. The final day wasn’t a breeze, but nothing compared to the dreaded day before. Luckily this day gave us downward hills and cooler temperatures. One of my favorite parts of this trip was the hotel nights, after a long day of biking. We were able to make a lot of memories and bond with one another. The trip allowed me to discover my strengths and weaknesses, it gave me a roadmap for how to do even better on our next adventure! I never thought I would do this in a million years. I’m sure a lot of us, didn’t think we would make it (especially on day two). But with every pedal we believed in ourselves! Plus, a great 80s playlist for motivation is a big help!