June 28. I slept on a cabin porch the night before. I woke up to mooing, about 20 feet away from me. They scared the crap out of me, and they were so loud I couldn't go back to bed- it was about 5 a.m. I guess I caught some sleep, because the next thing I knew, it was 7 a.m. and I was doing dishes before breakfast. A pair of B-1 bombers did a flyby, low at about 500 feet. They were probably former Scouts who attended Philmont in the past, now returning to stir things up. After lunch, we caught a ride back to base camp. Laundry and a shower followed.
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