The Susquehanna Flotilla: Another Entry into the Big Book of Guys Being Dudes
In another example of guys being dudes, a group of friends out of Luzerne County, Pennsylvania started a tradition in 2018 of building a raft and floating down the Susquehanna River. What began as a small raft of a couple of wooden pallets on top of barrels has grown each year since its inception. This year’s edition of the raft has 3 stories to it!
One of my friend's boys build a raft each summer and spend 4-5 days floating down the Susquehanna River.
— Buddy Rathmell (@buddy7) February 29, 2024
They are college age now but started doing it in high school. Awesome tradition and they will never forget the memories.
The dads should borrow the raft at the end and… pic.twitter.com/2CX2wqNyII
The guys say they came prepared with a travel grill, coolers, plenty of food, car games, and books to pass the time. Check out the story + video from the ABC affiliate in that Pennsylvania area.
My friends and I did something that was in the same ballpark as this when we were in grade school. Instead of guys being dudes, we’ll call it boys being dudes, because we were young. Growing up one of our group’s houses backed up to some “woods”. Wood gets quotation marks because that word is doing a lot of work in this story. The “woods” were really a line of trees that separated the neighborhood from the other neighborhoods, but as a kid, things are always way bigger. There was a creek in these trees and we decided that we should make a floating fort… a real bunch of brainiacs we were.
Let’s just say the floating fort by 8th graders didn’t make it very far in production, but it led us to an even better use of our growing guys being dude’s DNA. Along the edge of the creek was a large tree. At about 6 feet up the trunk it split into 2 large trunks that whet skyward. Our group of friends found a ton of branches, someone may have brought some 2x4s or larger for different parts. We had about an 8-foot roof over our heads made of large branches. Someone found a carpet and laid it on top of the roof so you were actually covered from any rain. There was a makeshift ladder nailed into the stump to get onto the roof. Once on the roof, you could climb another makeshift ladder to, what any good fort should have, the lookout balcony.
This went on to become our drinking spot for many years. We made so many great memories at that place. Avoided the police, met some new people, and just had a great place to hang out as a kid. I’m happy to add that chapter to the giant history book of guys being dudes.