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.