It was 9:30 am in the Yosemite. It was time for the orienteering hike. This hike was infamous in our troop, our boy scout troop is unlike any other. We are consider on of the toughest troops in the country to earn the highly regarded rank of Eagle. This hike is considered the right of passage in my troop, this orienteering hike was eight miles or grueling terrain designed to test one’s physical fitness and orienteering skills. The hike is supposed to take 3 hours, but almost every older scout takes much longer, not because of a lack of skill, but rather the sheer difficulty of this course. As I sat on the rock by the 45 degree snow melt lake my fellow life scout and I discussed the rumors we heard from all of the older Eagle Scouts,
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We found the next three way points with ease. We stopped for lunch, then continued on. I oriented the map and found the bearings and trecked on. We walked for 70 minutes and according the the bearings I took and the map I rented were in the correct spot. We searched and search, but we could not the waypoint with the last clue. After 20 minutes of relentless searching,
Nathan said “that’s a cool water bottle... Is it new? “
As I looked on the right side of my backpack at my water bottle, I came to the cognizance that I put my water bottle on right side after I took the bearings while the map was on the ground. I used my water bottle to hold the map down, so it would not ruffle and fly with the wind. My water bottle is composed of aluminum and various other metals. The metals in the water bottle interferes with the magnetic field, the compass uses this field to find magnetic north. We walked in the wrong direction for over 25 minutes. We were now lost, we left the old maps back by the waypoint for the groups behind us to use. We looked around for any signs of the other groups or any hikers, all we saw were the gargantuas rock formations ranges and near empty river bed and a mother and fawn black tailed deer. We both agreed to we should use the radio to ask the other groups for help, we sent called out to the other groups... We waited... static static static. The radio signal was very weak because were engulfed between trees and we were stuck in the
to make connections to past characters, think of new characters in generic forms. There are often ties in their plot usage or characterization
1-3. The main idea of Chapter 1 Every Trip Is a Quest (Except When It’s Not) (pp.1-6) can be concluded in the following sentence: every story is a quest that consists of a person that has a reason to go to a certain place with challenges on one’s way which then leads the particular person (usually the main hero of a story) to the actual, or real, reason associated with self-knowledge, because the quest is always educational.
In Matthew Hedger’s article “Yosemite National Park Day Hikes: Vernal Falls Death March”, he claims that you don’t always know what you’re getting into and find that things are harder than they seem. Hedger supports his claim with a story of his hike up Vernal Falls. His purpose is to inform his readers that you can always get through difficult things and that they’re stronger than they think. The intended audience is anyone who enjoys a good story and wants to know about hiking.
We were all encouraged to choke down as much food as possible. Any kind of energy was essential. A melancholy atmosphere hung heavy as the journey progressed. Minutes walking slowly progressed into hours, the sky seemed to darken steadily. All of us were oblivious to the danger shrouded by the dim evening. Only moments after scaling a rather steep ledge did nature dice to turn sour. A deafening rumble made each climber perk up. Snow began to descend at an alarming rate. Thunder began to mic the steady beating of a drum, causing more concern among the ranks of climbers. The powdery snow became more of a risk than ever, climbing under pressure and leaving nothing to stand on. Third base was more than three hours away. Three hours wasn't possible at the rate. Snowfall this bad could be detrimental to the climb’s success. Snow obscured vision and numbed faces. Shouts and orders deemed lost in the screaming wind; people’s figure became shapeless blurs frantically shifting, hoping if they struggled against the wind hard enough, they might find someone. Of course, this was to no avail. Not a single person doubted their demise would come at this point: the stakes were high and no-one could play too well against Mother Nature. The snow crept up to knee-level, making it harder and harder to travel. Death and I were face-to-face. To some, they couldn't bare the idea of dying up here; they had families and friends, children who need parents and
We had to cross the Kansas river. We now realize how long it's going to take to get to Oregon because we have been walking forever and my legs are already sore, so I ask my son, Carl if he can lead the oxen while me and Bernard scout ahead on the horses. We also passed Alcove Springs. My son and I see Fort Kearny so we ride back to my wife and older son. We see how far back they are and realize it will probably take about two hours before we reach Fort Kearny. We finally arrive at Fort Kearny and its dark right now we see lots of people sleeping under their wagons. We were told that the fort was to prevent Indian attacks along the Oregon trail. They had very little room left for more wagons, but there has been just enough room for
In 1803, U.S. President Thomas Jefferson commissioned an expedition under the leadership of Meriwether Lewis and William Clark to explore the American Northwest. Together, they led the Corps of Discovery, which included men from a myriad of professions, including interpreters, fur trappers, boat builders, gunsmiths, and surveyors. Meriwether Lewis, captain of the expedition, had been trained prior to the expedition by the country best scientists in the fields of botany, zoology, celestial navigation, and medicine. William Clark was elected commander-in-chief because of his invaluable cartography skills, which were essential on trip. His skills helped with mapping most of landmarks and rivers that were encountered on the expedition, and his final map of the Lewis and Clark Trail is accurate within 40 miles and spans a distance of 8,000 miles. Another prominent figure on the expedition was Sacagawea. She spoke Shoshone, Hidatsa, meager French, had knowledge of edible & medicinal plants as well as Native American customs, and was an invaluable interpreter that bargained for resources from other Native American tribes. Her most important contribution to expedition, however, was her presence, a symbol to native tribes of the peacefulness of the traveling party. The expedition was launched for political, strategic, scientific, and commercial aims, instead of seeking riches and Christian converts, as other expeditions in the past have always vied, such as those commissioned by the
In the first chapter of How to Read Literature like a Professor, Foster gives an example of a quest by making up a story about a boy named Kip. On the way to the supermarket to get some white bread, Kip encounters various difficulties including a German shepherd, the girl of his dreams hanging out with someone else(Karen), and his deeply humiliating bike in comparison to Tony Vauxhall’s Barracuda. After Kip reaches the store, he decides to lie to the Marine recruiter about his age in order to get away from his current way of life and the fact that the society he lives in revolves purely around wealth. Here Foster points out that a quest has already began and further enhances the concept of it by listing the five things that it consists of: the quester
Cresting the hill, I struggled with my ragged breathing and the pain in my hips. I focused on my rhythm I in order to keep going. My running shoes slapped the pavement as onlookers expressed their encouragement with cowbells and cheers. I wondered again why I put myself into the situation by choice. As I passed mile 13 I remembered. I felt my eyes water and my legs shake as the finish line approached. Marines in uniform stood ready with medals and smiles as they encouraged us in our own hardships to rise above the pain and finish. The announcer spoke my name but I hardly heard him as a medal slipped over my head and I marveled at the weight, not of the medal, but the accomplishment which seemed impossible for the past three hours. I finished in 3 hours, 7 minutes. It was not an Olympic record and I detested running at mile two, but I did it.
As we were one hour into our journey, I began seeing the huge Appalachian mountains. The mountains looked surreal. The closer that we got to Lake Placid the larger the mountains were. We passed a waterfall that was crashing down against the clear blue lake. The lake was a puddle that casted a reflection of the bright sun. It took a long drive to get there, but once we got there it was sunny and bright. We brought up our loads of clothing and then went down to the beach on Mirror lake. There was boundaries on the beach of where you could go. The boundaries were marked with a rope and buoys. We had not known about those boundaries, so we crossed them. Each time we crossed them we would get yelled and whistled at. We saw a rock that was underwater. We really wanted to go explore it, so we ended up being complete rebels. We would hold our breath underwater and go explore the rock, and once we ran out of breathe would swim as quickly as we could up to the rope and pull ourselves inbounds. It was fun swimming, but we got tired very quickly. We headed back to the hotel, and took a
But I did noticed that snice we did not go too far the GPS did not register that we were moving and when we went inside the Academic building the GPS device completely fail and I assume that it was because we were standing underneath a big metal object that was deflecting the GPS signal. Also when it came to direction it was hard to interpret what was north on the GPS screen, so it did not help when we try to find where north
Many different ages of people hike the Appalachian Trail. There are 3 million visitors per year who enjoy hiking the Appalachian trail. “The trail conservancy claims that the Appalachian Trail is the longest hiking-only trail in the world.” Nancy Gowler hiked the Appalachian Trail at the age 71 in 2007. In 2014 Christian Thomas hiked the appalachian trail at five years old. Thru hikers average in their 20s, section hikers average in their 40s. Some families hike the trail together, at the beginning the parents carry most of the gear, by the end most kids carry their own gear. If the family finishes the trail together it makes them stronger.
When you're in the north woods of Maine, you can use this information to orient yourself. Even without a compass or GPS you can find your way. How?
We setout with our nalgines full of watter and we thought that we would not even use halph, But we undermested the heat and the terain of the trail. At first it was nice and shadie walk through nature. There where lots of trees and felids of crops surrounding us, and I loved it. We where all happy untill we had to climb a 200 foot h, and to make things even worst the clouds have moved and now the sun is bakeing. When we made it to the top, we where all
On the memorable date of April 24, 2015, I became a new inductee to The Order of the Arrow, more commonly known as the National Honor Society of the Boy Scouts of America. A more clear definition would be that the society was created to honor Scouts that best exemplify the Scout Oath and Law. I was nominated by my peers in Troop 1 to become part of this somewhat secretive organization. While I was not the only Scout on this expedition, I was very worried about what to expect in the near future. As the sun slowly disappeared over the horizon, I’d managed to get all of my materials together before hiking up to the Camp Roosevelt Dining Pavilion in Eddington, Maine. In my possession, I had a ground tarp (large enough to sleep on and cover me
We humans are social animals. We normally prefer others around us and enjoy sharing experiences with others. In some situations, some of us like to experience the world alone. If the empty, open trail beckons you, then solo hiking might be what you’re looking for. There may be potential consequences when solo hiking which you need to be prepared to deal such as being prepared for solo hiking, and the dangers of solo hiking.