Fun Stories

I love military stories and this is no exception.

From Froggy: a fantastic story about a trip to Kenya...

I spent the entire day packing and preparing for the MEDCAP, and had to show up at the Team area at 0 dark 30 to check out weapons and scramble to Lindbergh Field in San Diego for the flight to Knoxville, TN. I was traveling with a fellow SEAL IDC I’ll call MR and when we got to the airport, with a 100+lb. cruise box full of our stuff, a weapons box, and some kit bags we were informed that the cruise box was too heavy for union baggage handlers to carry (limit 40lbs.). We were told that we had to load it as cargo at a different terminal, so we checked in the weapons box and kit bags at the desk, and off we went to find transportation to the cargo terminal. The airport shuttle refused to let us onboard with the cruise box, so we ended up lugging it and our carry on bags 1/2 mile away to load it up.

Then we ran back to the main terminal because we were going to be late for the flight. While going through security, MR realized in horror that he had his personal pistol in his carry on bag and reported it to the security personnel. He was yanked off of the flight, and I had to continue on without him because we had already checked two M-4 automatic rifles and two Mk-23 .45 pistols onto the flight. We figured that the Team wouldn’t be pleased if those weapons showed up in Knoxville without someone there to claim them. When I arrived in Knoxville, I expected a couple of SF guys to be waiting there with a van to take me to the base, but I was sorely mistaken. I then had to rent two Smarte Cartes and haul the cruise box, the weapons box, and several kit bags through the airport and find alternate transportation to Ft. Campbell. After riding a couple hours in a base shuttle van with all of this gear, I arrived at 5th Group at 7pm. I hadn’t been able to reach MR all day, and for all I knew he was rotting in jail in San Diego. The flight to Kenya was scheduled to leave at 5am the next morning and I found a couch to crash on until then. MR showed up at 10pm with a case of beer, so we just drank until whenever, and got on the plane the next morning at 0 dark 30.

Read the rest, it's awesome.