It was a high day of advantage! The sun was shining, the
grasshoppers were hissing and Kevin was waking us up at 5:30 am. The day started right, we had a fire
going, we took down the traps and breakfast was served right afterwards. We took
all our passive aggressive anger from the night before and turned it into a
happy go lucky day.
Today the group decided that we wanted to take a hike into
the mountains of Utah. The misty mountains... where treasure is hidden for us
around each corner. And was it everywhere we hiked. Massive cakes of cow poop
around the valley of Utah. It was like if the cows had pre-thought or
fore-sighted the fact that we were going for a hike. The hike itself was one of
challenge. It was my first experience, foreshadowing what was coming in
California. It gave me time to reflect on the difficulty that canoeing had on
the group for the first week. Paddling 2.5 miles in 5 hours, compare what we
did today 3,800 feet, 6.8 miles under 4 hours without packs. Now match that to
carrying 80 pounds of weight and going 7 miles a day. What a task that’ going
to be for the group.
As I write this journal in my warm tent, I believe that each
individual has the will to hike the great mountains of Ansel Adams wilderness.
Members will have strength of a bull the quickness of a jacklope and the wisdom
of an owl to carry us to our next challenge. The challenge of the
mountains.
Climb if you will, but remember that courage and strength
are nought without prudence, and that a momentary negligence may destroy the
happiness of a lifetime. Do nothing in haste; look well to each step; and from
the beginning think what may be the end –Edward Waymper.
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