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Boies, Earl and Wade at 1968 Field Camp
Every field camp ends.  Often they end in the Deike parking lot.  Boies, Earl, and Wade wait to be picked up. Credit: Karen Wenrich

Comments on the 1968 Penn State Geosciences Field Camp

Dave Eggler remembers that he took the group to outcrops in the Colorado Front Range for a couple of days.  "I got my PhD at CU in 1967 and had started a post-doc at Penn State in E F Osborn's experimental petrology lab.  But I returned to Boulder in the summer to have some fun and do some field work with Ed Larson in the Flattops wilderness north of Glenwood Springs.  I met the group just west of Golden.  I'd never actually been to the Precambrian outcrops that we visited as we drove west in in Clear Creek Canyon, but I knew the general geology, and my CU advisor, Bill Braddock, suggested the stops.  After that we turned north.  The picture with the till is just south of Winter Park. Everyone's leaning on my white Datsun station wagon.  We camped overnight at Grand Lake, west of Rocky Mtn National Park.  Next day we drove through Rocky Mtn Natl Park and then west of Fort Collins.  I'd mapped that country with the USGS.  I remember talking with Bob Schmalz, who was riding with me, about every outcrop we passed.  I was supposed to talk about a few outcrops in my thesis area, the Virginia Dale ring-dike complex, on the Colorado-Wyoming border.  But the group was running late, so we stood in the outer ring and I talked about five minutes.  Then they headed north into Wyoming, and I returned to Boulder."

From the YBRA Annual Meeting Minutes, courtesy of Russ & Linda Dutcher: "Penn State would have 15 students -- 13 from Penn State and 2 from Rice.  It would be taught by Gold and Dutcher."

Rick Switzer, president and CEO of Altima Resources Ltd. of Vancouver, B.C., writes that "I often think of those cross-country days sleeping with the chiggers in Kansas and the 80 mph posted speed limit which I believe we were able to exceed.  There are many other indelible memories as I in fact made two cross-country trips and was at the YBRA for two summers: one for field camp and the other posing as working for Dr. Dutcher for a summer education program for earth science high school teachers.  I am delighted to be able link up after so many years.  Please pass on my regards to alumni you have been able to contact.  It would be a pleasure to share some old stories and photographs.... Long story short, I have had a great career in the oil and gas industry coming from working for Texaco out of New Orleans (after PSU) to Calgary, Alberta to work for Amoco on the Grand Banks offshore program in the early seventies.  A couple other highlights are that I worked for industry icon T. Boone Pickens at Mesa prior to being a cofounder of an exploration company in Calgary.  From there I have done consulting and moved up the food chain with public companies.  I like what I do, however I miss the old days when the rigs were wood and the men were made of iron.
     [In regard to the picture at Indiana Dunes] my kids (I started late -- two girls -- 14 and 16, and a son 24) were wondering why everyone appeared to be listening and I was playing in the sand.  I think that's what the professors also wondered from time to time....  In the Spanish Peaks -- I can't remember whether that was '68 or '69 -- one of our alumni grunted at a nearby buffalo, and that's when I learned first hand just how fast they can charge!
     One time Boise Hall and I had a few too many at Wally's Red Rug (or Red something).  That's when we went to the next bar, where I was punched out big time by a very large cowboy who didn't like skinny kids from the east.... Then the police came, and I was led to the police car, in which my partner in the back, once they opened the door, was a German shepherd, who attempted to eat me.  Somehow we were let go or escaped or the constabulary thought I had had enough.  I do remember a black eye for a few days!  I think that was about the end of any drinking days for me."

Earl Verbeek confirms that "Rick was correct.  Wally's Red Rug was the bar that we frequented (all too often) in Red Lodge....  ...One of my other memories is of cases of Coors beer being brought back to State College so we students could experience the golden fluid of the West.  Coors could not be bought in PA beer distributors back then, of course -- it had to be 'imported,' and Russ Dutcher treated us to that.  How strange to think that in later years I lived within 0.5 mile of that brewery."