Obsidian Woman Meets Mountain Man
by Madelinn Schriver
A Historical Musical Play presented before The Presidents Tea to surprise our President, Rick Ahrens (When he figured out the play was about him, he stepped behind a tree)
— Actors —
(Play was shortened for the Bulletin.)
Narrator: At camp, we always have an accurate historical play. We would like to portray the mountain man in the correct way especially since we have a “real” mountain man (Chuck) in the audience. We want to show the mountain man with a hump rib for supper, spiting it with a stick over a fire. We want to show how their camp was bedlam with the quarreling, yelling, barking, baying, incessant cracking of rifles, hiccoughing, swearing. But what happens when a modern Mountain Man meets a modern Obsidian woman?
Obsidian Woman: I realized that I was lost and that my group was probably half a mile away. How I became lost in the first place was bad luck. As I was filling up my water supply with my filter, the group went ahead of me. (At this point, OW clumsily tried to use her compass & map, GPS, whistle, cell phone, and many other gadgets but nothing worked.) I stumbled upon a mountain man but at the time I didn’t know that he was one. I just thought that he was another hiker from a different group who was lost.
Song: Strangers in the Night
OW: Why aren’t you carrying a pack and a water bladder with you?
Song: When You Say Tomato, I say Tomato
OW: Did you hear that: I bet you can identify any bird: What was that one?
Song: When You Wish Upon a Star
OW: Hey listen, I think I hear someone.
Song: I Love To Go A Wandering
OW: Well, at least tell me your name and where I might see you again?
They both do the hula dance.
Note: MM put a brightly colored Hawaiian shirt on Rick Ahrens who by this time came out from behind the tree. (If some of you remember at the Ruby Mountains Summer camp, there was an Hawaiian night to honor Rick. His favorite shirts are Hawaiian. The Pitchfork Fondue was a dinner held nightly in Pinedale Rodeo Grounds where each person cooked his/her steak in a “large” cauldron pot of hot oil.