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Why
did you want to come on this trip? 10 reasons/goals
1. extra credit
2. unique opportunity
3. go to mountains whenever I can
4. forest ranger in training
5. meet new friends
6. push myself, testmyself w/ new challenges
7. have fun
8. learn new things
9. experience
10. learn about myself
3
Fears
1. Crapping in the woods
2. Not fitting in
3. Struggles
Our
first hike is going great. The building activity was challenging
but fun. I think this is going to be fun. I feel like I
fit in. I am anxious to start our hike. I feel like I belong
hear. I think everyone here thinks I am Jerimia Jhonson.
Its kind of cool.
How
were you challenged today?
I've
done a lot of things in the back country. I have hiked backpacked,
and rode mt horses in the hills many times, but this was
the hardest trail I have ever hiked. I have been in places
herder than this on horseback, but doing the walking on
your own is a lot harder. Although I have to say, this is
the most beautiful country I have ever seen. My words would
not do it justice. I realize now why it is so important
to be in shape. The terrain was rugged & steep, and
carrying a backpack that whays over 50 lbs, give or take,
didn't help much. But to look back & see what I accomplished
was as awe inspiring as the country I'm in.
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Leave
No Trace notes
Walking, hit me, I fall,
Say, concentrate on existing trails
Walk in single file
Avoid areas where impacts just start
Don't create new trails or camps
I
think…
I think I am going to die. My shoulders ache and by back screams
out in pain. But with every step I know I am getting closer
to my destination, and when I reach it, I can take a look
around and see what I have accomplished. I can see natures
beauty is in its greatest glory.
I
touch…
I touch nature & God's creation with every step of my
feet. I can't start to explain the beauty around me, you would
have to see it with uour own etes, and touch with your own
hands to truly understand.
I
hear…
I hear the call of the wild. The wind rustling through the
trees, it whispers a song lost for generations. I hear the
call of the city, beckoning me back home. The raven shouts
a welcome before flying off and telling its friends I'm home.
But I'm not home. Soon I'll be back to my home in the valley,
torn from nature, hearing the bustling of busy people going
to busy places. But before I go, I will leave a piece of my
heart fo the mountain until the day I return to my home in
nature.
I
see…
I see nature in its full beauty - not what you see in post
cards and t.v. but the link of beauty you can dream of.
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