The trip by Harry Bears (phonics story books .txt) 📕

I was taking a trip for credit . I don't do dehydrated food. For lunch, some oranges. For dinner, I had a steak. The steak was kept cool rolled up in a baggy and stuffed in a pair of wool sock along with a frozen water
bottle. I had eggs, potatoes and butter . Though this food was heavy, the most egregious items I carried were real coffee . A friend of mine was asking about my food choice. I told him for two days and one night, I could put up with anything. Anything, that is, but freeze-dried lasagna. He understood.

In test packs, I couldn't fit everything I wanted to carry. Something had to go.Well, I figured, I've got polypro underwear, a closed cell ground pad, and an
artificial fiber sleeping bag. I decided to forego a tent. I had to. If I had taken my tent, Backpacking has a way of clarifying priorities. Enough coffee, and I wouldn't need to sleep, so no need for a tent.
I took a thin plastic painter's drop cloth out of my pack's front pocket and wrapped it around my sleeping bag .Good enough. I was hungry after carrying that heavy pack.Heavy rain fell and it was cloudy and wet all of Saturday and poured on night. On morning we had to take measures to keep the rain from soaking the tent anymore , and Sunday morning made even more
adjustments as it started to rain when we got up. Funny thing was after all adjustments were made, it stopped raining, the sun came out; and the weather
stayed sunny and cool for the rest of the trip.
We decided to head onto the trails to see some waterfalls on Sunday afternoon. We hiked only one side of the mountain because we started out so late.
But the way up and back down was listed as being over 5 miles. And let me make it clear that you do climb up and down.Sunday night we were the only campers
left in our campground.That night my friends had comments about my bright purple sleeping bag. That was when they discovered that in the jockeying around to figure out who had to carry the poles for the tent, that none of them did. As they crawled into their pole-less tent, and I into my sleeping bag I couldn't resist commenting on how the mist had cleared out and weren't the stars beautiful.
After warming up with hot chocolate, instant oatmeal, and a warm fire we started packing up our camp. I thought my pack was heavy yesterday but now I had the
extra 5 pounds of frozen water added on that my sleeping bag and clothes had collected. It wasn't all that bad though. Next, I started cutting up potatoes for breakfast. They had granola bars. They
had their breakfast done and were packed up before my breakfast was ready. Then they started making fun of me for taking so long. They asked the trip leader
why we weren't moving out yet. The hike out was a real adventure.It took us a good six hours to hike the miles back to the parking lot that day. We were all glad to be back, take off our packs, and get into the comforts of modern society. We were exhausted,
hungry, and cold. The trip had many challenges that we never expected and turned out to be much more difficult than imagined.We had gone out into the wild natural world, endured hardships, and come back
alive. When we later talked about the trip we never complained we just talked about it with pride.

Publication Date: 03-12-2010

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