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THE MINI TRIP

For the first two weeks of summer, I went to summer camp. During summer camp, a group of other camp members and I went on what they called a “mini-trip”. It consisted of backpacking, camping, and eating trail food for three nights and four days. It was a lot of fun, and we had to be very resilient. 

When we first started our trip, we were exhausted within the first few minutes. It isn’t hard to see why. After all, for most of us, this was the first time we had worn huge hiking backpacks, and we weren’t used to them. But we stayed strong and kept going. Almost two hours later, we made it to the top of Wildcat mountain. We took a lunch break, and it was so nice to sit down and relax.

After a little while, we started making our way back down. It rained while we were walking back down the mountain, our clothes got soaked, and the trail was muddy and full of rocks and roots. Although there were many challenges, eventually we all victoriously emerged from the trail, and we walked down the road for a bit to get to our final destination. That night, we slept out in the open on a tarp, with only our sleeping bags to protect us. We fell asleep to the sound of crickets and the brook behind us.

In the morning, we ate oatmeal for breakfast, packed up our things, and we were off. We walked down the road, and after a few minutes, we came to the trailhead. It was a bit steep at first, but it flattened out quickly, and before we knew it, we were halfway there. We took a break for a little while, but we got back to hiking soon afterwards. 

We walked for a while, and after hiking on steep, leafy terrain for about half an hour, we were there. We took a break at the road at the bottom of the hill we would have to climb, and after the break, we walked up that hill fast. We had finally done it. We were at Merrell pavilion (formerly Pete’s pavilion). We got there just before noon, and we made ourselves comfortable with our sleeping bags and sleeping pads.We had quesadillas for lunch, and we just relaxed for the rest of the day. At night, we talked for a bit, and I stayed up until the stars were fully visible. We fell asleep to starlight and the sound of crickets chirping. 

The following day was the single most difficult day in our trip. We had to retrace our steps from the previous two days, and it was quite difficult to do. At first, it was only downhill, making it very easy to do the hike that we had done the day before. But once we passed the cowboy camp, we had to climb all the way over Wildcat mountain again.

It seemed like it would be impossible, but we kept going up the rocky, muddy, full – of – roots trail, and after a while, we made it to the top! It was smooth sailing from there. The trail was much wider and flatter, and we were going downhill instead of up. The last bit of the trail was quite grassy and sunny, and it was pleasant to walk on. And just like that, we had climbed the same mountain in half the time! We stopped for a lunch break at the bridge at the trailhead. It was a hot, sunny day, and it felt great to take off our backpacks and sit down. 

Eventually, we had to keep going, so we put our packs back on and started walking again. We turned onto a road and walked on it for a bit, and soon, we got to the lake. We walked down the side of the lake and we went on the trail to High Falls. We hiked down the rocky, bumpy trail, and we were getting close to our final destination. We kept going on the trail, and we went up the right part of a fork in the trail. 

After a few minutes of hiking uphill, we got up to the lean-tos, our final overnight destination of the trip. That night, we took some pictures, listened to music, and fell asleep to the sounds of nature. 

The next day was our final day. We packed up and got ready to leave, and set off on our last hike of the trip. We had to be very resilient during that trip, but we didn’t give up. We had to climb over the same mountain twice, hike for hours, and carry heavy backpacks the whole time. Nevertheless, it was fun, and I don’t regret going on that trip. 

What have you done that required resilience?