Woodsman School, Land Navigation

“Nineteen, Tango, Charlie, Juliet, two, seven, three, zero - two, nine, eight, one.” I gave out my eight digit grid coordinate and glanced up from my map at Sarge, looking for his nod of approval. Eric’s voice called out from behind me. “I have, nineteen, tango, Charlie, Juliet, two, seven, two, nine, five - two, … Continue reading Woodsman School, Land Navigation