Train-ing Them To Stay On Their Toes

Years ago, my Scout troop did a weekend bike trip. Part of the route went through an old railway tunnel. There was literally no risk of a train. The track had been closed for years if not decades, and that tunnel was officially part of a walking and biking path.

But that didn’t stop the Scoutmaster from being a smart aleck. He waited until we were halfway through and then pulled out a surprisingly loud wooden train whistle.

Any panic was very short-lived, as he only got two toots out before succumbing to laughter.

It was pretty funny in hindsight.