For those in the know, F. R. O. G has been an annual staple on Trad Gang for a number of years now and every summer we like to tell our stories of our exploits against the "Vietfrog".
That dreaded transformational, cold blooded, amphibians (but with great legs 🦵).
This story begins with me and always ends with me as Supreme Leader and Captain of Frog Relocation Operation Group, F. R. O. G for short.
As usual it was left to me to do all the heavy lifting in organizing and critical threat risk analysis and determining where the Vietfrogs were posing the most concerns.
A quick check of aerial surveillance logs and it was easy to see "Boggy II" was being hit hard.
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Ring.....ring.....ringing the phone continued to ring while I impatiently tapped the counter. Finally a hurried voice answered and spoke more a directive then an inquiry "Got to cut this short I'm at the sons house, grandkids birthday party".
Little did he know it was I or he would have been more attentive and respectful of the chain of command! Scout! Look this is important we have a mission....Sorry John I've got to go, can I call you back?
Click! What? Scout just hung up on me? He must not have recognized the authority in my voice. The tenor and urgency of what I was stating or else he mistook me for a telemarketer 🤔
Look you sounded like the last telemarketer that wanted to sell me an extended warranty on my Tundra till I told him it had 300,000 miles on it 😁. Anyway usurping your authority was the last of my intention and next time you can be assured I'll put your aspirations above those of my Grandson. At least til Granna catches on. 😳 Anyway in an attempt to thwart "FAKE NEWS" it was my logistical prowess (with the aid of ole Garmin)that led us safely back to the truck after what would have proved to be an extended stay at Boggy II. Now that this post was fact checked and set straight perhaps Captain can allude to our success at suppressing the Enemy!
:biglaugh: Man I need to crab my cup of Joe John and I Will be ready to watch this episode :coffee:
BOY, i hope yall killed something. this place is getting boreing without any hunting stories, or pictures of dead critters. :thumbsup:
First before getting too deep in the mire, I will have to set Scout straight on his definition of "FAKE" news :biglaugh:
He has earned the moniker or "Scout" for a reason and not for those you would normally relate to the scouts of old. Like a good grasp of DIRECTIONS :deadhorse:
Also for those that believe every good story should have dead critters, there will be some👍
Just not sure if we the team members will be part of them after Scouts incompetence at surveying for enemies or dangerous terrain!
But more on that later....
Ring...ring...phone ringing for what seemed liked eternity cracking sounds...Shello. Sniper, look enough of the happy sappy "Shello"! Practise proper comm protocol!
Now look....more banging and clanking sound....Sniper, Sniper, what are you doing, are you even paying attention? Oh I'm painting, swishing sounds...
Painting😳😡 Sniper I need you to get a grip, listen I need you to be at the pickup zone by 20:00 tonight...
Ok Cap whatever you say...whistling sounds
I hung up stating a need for new recruits.
A while later Sniper calls back. Cap, what you doing? Doing? Cap? Sniper how many times do I have to correct you on proper phone protocols. It's Captain or my preferred title Supreme Leader.
And why are you calling when you should be prepping for tonight's mission?
Sniper replied "Well I thought you might want to go early and shoot a few rounds and spend some time with me".
Spend time with you? The answer is No and no. What are you thinking "shooting" during a clandestine operation!
Sniper a little hurt and feeling rejected got off the phone and I continue to prep.
At 20:00 sharp I pull in to the pick up zone not expecting much from the other team members, honestly I was a little downhearted. With the way things have been I had expected more motivation from Scout and Sniper🤔. Maybe I'm just too hard, harsh some would say.
But I've always had a God, Country, and Others mentality. Oh well may wish others were like minded but truth is we can only lead by example, but in the end it's a heart condition....
What you doing Cap? You thinking again?
Sniper had caught me in my musing. Yea Sniper, just thinking.
About that time Scout pulls in and loads up with Sniper and we head off to Boggy II.
After securing our transportation Scout reports with his survey of the area and the course he plans for us to take....
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As stated earlier Scout didn't earn his title from being a great or even good observer of the land but rather as a cruel joke for his lack of bearing.
So after a long march in, in total darkness, silently...whistling sounds, Sniper cap the whistling! As stated we marched in silence to an area where we knew an outpost of vietfrogs was manned.
I called Sniper up to take them out. He steady his aim and whiffed his first shot to my dismay 😳
The vietfrogs disappear into the mire.
No sooner then they disappear then another rises up....
Sniper quickly gets a shot off and nails him. I give a thumps up and we slip out in search of more...
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We move forward step by step and I discern more vietfrogs just ahead ... Scout had suffered an injury earlier that day and would not be shooting.
Not that it matter, he is as good shooting as he is with scouting😁
I spot one closing in on Scout and dispatch him just in time.
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Now I would like to say Scouts injury was in the line of duty and I was submitting his application for the Purple Heart 💜 but 'tis it is not so....
His injury was caused by the simply act of trying to bust a bag of ice at his Grandson's Birthday 😂
To be continued tomorrow, and more to say on Scouts planned coordinations and his Garman 🙄
Captain John,
By studying Scouts GPS reading that he mapped out I see he favors his right leg and that must of been due to an old injury I take it ?
His plan of Action is very clear and "straight Forward" that even Otis on Andy Griffith could find his way back home to his jail cell after his night cap .
You sure F.R.O.G. doesn't stand for "Four Retired Old Guys"? :biglaugh:
Keith,
Sir good observation let me know if your looking to join I do need a Scout that can analyze and make sound recommendations.
And it's actually his left leg, but looking at Ole Possums map I can't fault you for thinking right leg.
The two X's on the map are point A and point B that we are trying to get to. We started at point A and never got to point B 😳
Oh...and Keith its Captain or my preferred title Supreme Leader :banghead:
Don't want you to set a bad presidency on TG, next thing you know we'll loose all semblance of Law and Order!
And it is Frog Relocation Operation Group (F. R. O. G) for a reason. We are an Elite short notice tactical paramilitary group. Trained in the most modern theories of war fighting and evading skills.
A top tier group of men that only a few can be a part of....
But if you have TGIF on the back of your shoes and really know the meaning give me a call and we can talk about you joining....
Supreme Leader did anyone smell Scouts breath just to make sure he wasn't under the "Influence" ? I know it's probably a hard thing to do especially after eating a full box of Slim Jim's I wouldn't want that job but somebody needs to step forward and Man up to him.
Those GPS lines are way too easy to follow now that I had time to look at it.
He is basically giving your "Honey" I meant "Froggy hole" away .
If it were me and I was Supreme Leader I may have to ask Scout to see if he can walk across that watery sand and fetch your arrow and retrieve the next frog if you know what I mean? :thumbsup:
Oh wait a second I just read it was Ole Possums map !
Now that makes since . You don't suppose He has been hanging out at the "Lilly Pad" Saloon collecting all the leftover beer bottles left on the tables ?
Has anyone noticed If he's been skipping Sunday School at Church lately?
Just doesn't make since for him to draw up a good set of plans on a GPS and give his location away like that .
Now everyone will know how easy it is to get there and back .
Where is Possum Supreme Leader ?
You didn't make him swim across the watery sand pit did you ? :scared:
He forgot to put A.M. instead of P.M .on his Garmon. Now I know why John is Supreme Leader cause that right there is a rookie mistake and besides look at it .It's daytime not nighttime . A good GPS man would show a night time screen shot and his line of approach .
That way they wouldn't see the trees you guys are hiding behind as you get to the lagoon.
Supreme Leader is Possum on your team or the "Skinny Slickers" team ? :readit:
Quote from: Keefer on June 02, 2020, 06:26:32 AM
Captain John,
By studying Scouts GPS reading that he mapped out I see he favors his right leg and that must of been due to an old injury I take it ?
His plan of Action is very clear and "straight Forward" that even Otis on Andy Griffith could find his way back home to his jail cell after his night cap .
You sure F.R.O.G. doesn't stand for "Four Retired Old Guys"? :biglaugh:
😂we thought no one would ever solve it!
Again Keith, very astute observations. As you pointed out "Rookie" mistakes but sad that Scout has been on a decline in skill and this could cost the team!
We approach the "Gator Slip" a literal hot bed of vietfrog activity. The Gator Slip is a series of large holes on dry ground and beaver huts and deep water channels. This allows the gators who are partisans with the vietfrogs to move freely between water and dry ground.
A very dangerous location. Sniper lines up and takes out the lead man while I knock off one and try for a second.
Sniper asks why I shot four times. Little did he know there were two more unseen to him and Scout lurking just around the...eh..one I shot.
Scout loads them up in the mobile flexible POW containment system (His pillow case).
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Well I sure hope Scout gets his act in gear and make sure he wash's that pillow case this time before throwing it back on his Bed.
I heard his wife screaming all the way over here in Dorchester County Md. last time he did that .
We thought it was old Betsy down the creek tripping over a garden hose again when she went to the village outhouse thinking it was a moccasin .
She used words we never heard before and couldn't even locate them in the Webster dictionary .
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Almost forgot "You guys do a count on how many you got" I hope .
Scout probably has another bag hidden somewhere in the swamp and claims they are his and slips a few in his hidden bag when he says he gots to go relieve himself.Better keep a lookout on ole Scout he is really eyeing that Biggin there .
If in I were Yews I would take a Brandon iron and get it real hot and stamp your names on who got Which one . Just saying Scout looks a bit "Sneaky" like he wants all them for himself.
Seen those type before over our next of the woods .
We took care of them and said Old Big Lizz got em .
Go look up Big Lizz in Dorchester county Md.
True story she got her head wracked off and she roams the Marsh and swamps here .
Send ole Scout over here and we will take him to see Big Lizz.
Only payment we expect is 50 of those Big Bull frogs with all legs attached .
Scout was caught planning insurrection, but I felt bad for him due to his "War" wound and let it slide.
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Audio not You Tube worthy! Keef, believe it or not I hadn't hit the bottle that night but surely one might understand my seemingly intoxicated state after following those GPS tracks. Truth known, Supreme and Sniper would still be in the swamp had my Garmin not accompanied us and the worst part of that would be the frogs would have spoiled. Gotta hand it to the boyz they shot well but had my Kanati graced us with her presence embarrassment would have spoiled the night for those two! Oh, wait a minute had I not had my Garmin I would still be with them 😳
As Paul Harvey would say "The rest of the story".
After securing the vietfrog in Scout's containment system we ease on into the darkness and little did we know what would await us.
It had rain the previous few nights before and dumped some six inches of water according to Scouts estimates. This had a profound effect in the visual lay of the swamp at night.
Water that normally would not be there now expanded the shoreline of the sloughs and drainage.
Now a good scout would have predicted this prior to embarrassing his Commanding Officer, but nope not Scout.
He led us directly into tangles and impenetrable fortresses of thickets and deep channeled backwaters.
At one point after seeing my boot prints multiple times as we spun in circles, I offered up a polite recommendation.
I said " Scout, well you done gone and got us lost again" very tactfully and then offered to help as I'm known for by stating the oblivious.
"Look the Goggle map shows us going completely opposite of where we need to be"
Now can you believe with those thoughtful and helpful comments Scout mistook them as criticism :dunno: :laughing:
And to compound this we still had to ward off the enemy.
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I shouted "Sniper, "Mr. No Shoulders" (another partisans of the frogmen) at 9 O'Clock. And as Sniper was evading, otherwise known as running, Scout in an attempt to save him kicks No Shoulders.
Only to send him at high velocity towards Snipe as he's evading (see above known as running like a girl (no offense ladies)).
And whiles all this is going on I'm wondering where all the good stout strong men have gone, need new recruits, need new recruits!
Well my good intended comments must have made a great impact on Scout.
He whirled around and with "passion", someone not knowing Scout May have mistaken the look on his face as anger but I as Supreme Leader knew it was "passion" :goldtooth:
And stated something about he had a Garman and if I wanted to get out of there I could trust him or I could lead 😂.
To build confidence and fan the flames of this new found boldness I said lead on!
Well after another round of seeing our boot prints Scout finally learned how to hold the Garman and led us in a zigzagged pattern back to the trailhead.
This was great that were no longer "unfound" but not optimal as we passed up 75% of Boggy II
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Once back at the trail head we decided to loop back to the "Gator Slip". We figured the transformer tadpoles would be grouped back up debriefing how we were able to take out their former comrades.
My hunch was right as always and Sniper and I dispatched a couple more biggies.
One particular fatty had perched out on a log some 20-25' from the bank and only offered a shot where you hit him or send an arrow out to the outer darkness.
I slid into knee deep water and Scout directed me in and when in position I slid around a huge Cypress tree and sent the arrow.
Upon release the frog jumped and the arrow connected with a loud solid smack!
It's the sound of a "cold cocked" frog. Usually a head shot make this sound and they'll stiffing up like a board.
My arrow made a high looping plop back into the water and the frog fell off to the side....into the deep never to be seen again🙁
All did end well after the blind led the blind. Not to steal his thunder but Captain poked one it lunged to deeper waters with arrow and we thought we lost all till Captain caught a glimpse of the beast swimming off with his shaft and made a saving grab 👍
All told it was another great F. R. O. G Adventure! Twelve frogs of good size went home with me and the night had a little of everything to make it exciting. Overflowing swamp, dangerous critters, lost, and then found and enough shooting and good fellowship to make it fun 👍😁.
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Supreme Leader did Scout forget to bring the battery's for the flash lights in the first video?
That would definitely explain all those loop dee loops in the Garmon readings .
A good Scout would borrow battery's from the Garmon or run an electric cord from the nearest electric outlet across the pond and use a drop light As a back up light if he's got a GED .
Just saying :thumbsup:
Keith,
In the first video it is actually Scout self incriminating to the crime of insurrection!
If you listen closely you can hear Sniper and me in the background as we look for Snipers "lost" light.
That to was a ploy so Scout could conspire with the vietfrogs. Those can be heard loudly in the foreground as they chant there seducing Ribits.
But like I said I had mercy on him and will let him stay on the team.
But I'm actively looking for sound recruits who are able to properly perform scouting duties and most of all know the true meaning of TGIF.
As for wether Scout has a GED (Good Enough Degree) that's rather personal and Scout will need to interject there.
Far be it from me to shame the poor man on his education😂
But he didn't know the encryptions code TGIF and it has hinder his access into all things F. R. O. G.
John ,
"Good Enough Degree" I never heard that one but I like it .
Wished I lived close and could possibly be recruited to the F.R.O.G. team but I wouldn't make it pass the basic training lol.
Glad you took 12 out and they all "croaked" from their hits.
Love watching your video's last year and you all having good "Clean " well not clean by the looks of the pillow sack and your cloths but good fun for "Four Really Old Guys" :thumbsup:
Thank you for sharing your adventures in the Swamp and for being on the front lines .We appreciate what you do. :archer:
Glad to see frog still around. You guys are always entertaining :biglaugh:
Skates,
In times like these a little self humility and examination is needful, and some escape from life's stressful moments.
Prayer for our nation and a simpler time :pray:
And to not keep you guessing on my test question for future recruits.
Anyone thinking of joining the worlds most elite and original F. R. O. G Team (unlike those imposters @Mike Warren 😂) you must have the most basic understanding of TGIF?
It is secretly imprinted on backs of most shoes ( another world conspiracy) and stands for Toes Go In First!
Supreme Leader out!