By: Albert Z. (Bucks)
On Saturday morning, we arrived at the church and received car assignments for the way to the beginning of the trail. After everyone arrived after a two-hour drive, the bikers grouped into a faster group and a slower group, while the few people, including myself, who were hiking stayed behind. A little while after the bikers left, the hikers also left the parking lot and we slowly made our way down the path. After around an hour, we stopped to eat lunch. At this point, we only made it to the picnic tables near the first bathroom on the side of the path. Then, we headed back, where we were the first ones and had to wait for everybody else to come back. Then, we drove over to our campsite and began preparing dinner. On this outing, the Bucks made fried tofu with sausages and various vegetables, including celery, bell peppers, and onions. Our dessert was originally going to be just bread, but we managed to obtain some marshmallows, sprinkles, and chocolate-covered blueberries. I personally didn’t try the dessert, but the people who did claimed that it actually wasn’t all that bad. After we finished cleaning up and put away our chuckbox (Mr. Maxson had to leave, with the trailer, that night), we went over to the campfire. I was the MC for the campfire, and we saw skits from all of the patrols. I also had to leave early, so I went with Mr. Liao back home on Saturday night after the campfire ended.
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By: Thomas Ye (Sharks)
On October 26, I arrived at Dolly Sods, a 6.2 mile trail for the Sharks and Bears. Assigned to campsites 7/8, my patrol had luckily been chosen to go first.
Before my patrol and I hiked far, we traveled in the wrong direction in which be backtracked towards where we ate lunch. There, we met other patrols. Later, the Bears decided to split up from the Sharks and later meet up at the campsites. Autumn colors greeted my patrol after hiking for a few hours. The scenery was so beautiful that my patrol took a picture. I also got to cross a river, which some people said it would be hard.
After finding the campsite, setting up the tents, and eating a delicious dinner, my patrol met the Bears at the fire-pit, and began a campfire. With skill, James Lyon deftly collected sticks for a bonfire. In his natural habitat, he stockpiled medium sized sticks. My patrol later hung up the bear bag. I slept well.
ed to go first, while my patrol was still waking up. The campground was a bit muddy, but it was fine. Somehow, my bag felt lighter, and I hiked slightly faster. Before I knew it, I had traveled over a mile. The second time I crossed the river, rocks were hardly visible, but shallow enough to step on. As my patrol continued on the trail, water covered the trail from rain, but it made it easy to see the trail.At the sight of wooden planks, many of the Sharks sprinted towards the end, but slowed down later. My patrol and I discovered that my patrol had reached the end 4th. Soon, I left.
