At Troop 42, we take scouting to the extreme. We’re the crew at the summit before sunrise, forging new trails while everyone else is still packing their bags. Our packs aren’t just heavy—they’re weighed down by every badge we’ve earned and every peak we’ve conquered.

In Troop 42, there’s no such thing as “good enough.” If it can be climbed, we’ll summit it. If there’s a skill to be mastered, we’ll master it. Climbing mountains in a blizzard? Routine. Setting up camp one-handed in the dark? It’s a Troop 42 tradition. Our campfire stories aren’t legends—they’re field reports.

Every member trains hard and goes further: we’re meticulous with our maps, precise with our knots, and notorious for collecting more badges than anyone thought possible. Our gear is always ready, our boots are always muddy, and the only thing more worn than our trail journals are the trails themselves.

We’re not here for the participation ribbon. We’re here to break records, break trail, and maybe break in a new pair of hiking boots. If you see us on the mountain, try to keep up—but don’t expect us to leave breadcrumbs.