First of all, I want to apologize for my rambling about trek. But hey, it was a good experience and I don't really know what else to write about.
Day #3:
We had another wonderful breakfast. Of course. And I got my newly found blisters fixed up with some duct tape, mole skin, a SpongeBob band aid, and two Spiderman band aids. (our medical staff is amazing)
Today I think every one was happier. I think it was because we would be able to shower right after lunch time. I know I was definitely happier. We had some more big hills (of course), but we still sang songs and told jokes and stories all the same.
To be honest I didn't think we were going in a circle. But to my utter surprise we ended up where we started. We lined up our carts just how we found them, and loaded our stuff on the buses. I was kind of sad to leave my family. We grew close over these two and a half days. But then again I was really excited to see my real family.
I was really hyper on the bus ride home with my friend Becca. Again my energy surprised me. Besides I was really excited to get home and repel my brothers and sister with my stench. Which I did very well by the way. It felt very good to be home.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Trek- Part 2
Day #2:
No matter how good I slept that night, I was still sore, and not ready for the day. We were going to walk less today, only eight miles instead of twelve. We had a HUGE breakfast. Each of us were given 2 pancakes, 3 pieces of bacon, scrambled eggs, as much hash browns as we wanted, yogurt, and orange juice. Definitely enough to start us off for the day.
As we gathered as a company, they said we were at the highest point we could go, and the rest of it was down hill. They also said that we might have to go a little up hill to get to the down hill part. In my opinion, there seemed like there were more up hill than yesterday. Maybe it was just because I was so tired and exhausted from the day before. But besides the whole hill issue, I did feel a little better. I didn't get tired as soon. I did have some problems with my knees, and I got complimented by the medical staff that I had one of the biggest blisters they had seen on that trip. But you know.
The last hill of the day was the steepest hill we had on trek. It felt like the womens pull but we had the men with us, so it was that much worse. A lot worse. We were all tired, even my 'brothers' that are like ox. But once we got to the top, we saw the thing that made us all rejoice. The green Port-O-Pottys. Once we saw those, we knew it was time for us to stop.
The Fair:
Have I mentioned the wind? Well, there was wind. Lots of it. And when we stopped for lunch (taco salad by the way), it was probably at it's worst. Our tortilla chips where flying everywhere making all the ugly seagulls happy. And when we had to start going again they requested for all the families to pray for the wind to stop for the fair. And so we did.
The wind did stop. It stopped five minutes before the fair. We had an amazing little miracle there.
I had a lot of fun at the fair. We had lots of games and activities. One of the games was a relay race. It involved jump roping, sack hopping, wood nailing, plant planting, wood chopping, egg finding, potato peeling, alphabet writing and button sewing. My part was the button. I did not like that button. I got stabbed three times with the needle. Mostly because of the pressure. Or I am just not capable with a needle.
We also had a hair washing. I didn't do it because we were going home the next day and I wanted to see how muddy I could get the shower water to be.
We had a little bakery where we tried ginger snaps covered in pioneer frosting. We made butter, and we learned about special candies they had. Over all, it was very fun.
The Hoedown:
I never thought that I could have so much energy after walking eight miles. When I heard that we were having a hoedown that night I just thought they were insane. I mean, no one would have enough energy to dance. But as they started gathering everyone up in a big circle, I figured, I might as well try, right? As it turned out, I had a lot of fun! I had a lot more energy than I thought I would. And it was just plain fun. But of course I bumped into a lot of people and forgot my steps and stuff like that. No surprise there.
As we got back to our tarp to go to sleep, we found that are sleeping bags were cold and wet. At first we all started accusing each other of pouring water on everyone's beds. But then we found out that we were near a little pond. So the air was really moist. I did not sleep as good this time.
No matter how good I slept that night, I was still sore, and not ready for the day. We were going to walk less today, only eight miles instead of twelve. We had a HUGE breakfast. Each of us were given 2 pancakes, 3 pieces of bacon, scrambled eggs, as much hash browns as we wanted, yogurt, and orange juice. Definitely enough to start us off for the day.
As we gathered as a company, they said we were at the highest point we could go, and the rest of it was down hill. They also said that we might have to go a little up hill to get to the down hill part. In my opinion, there seemed like there were more up hill than yesterday. Maybe it was just because I was so tired and exhausted from the day before. But besides the whole hill issue, I did feel a little better. I didn't get tired as soon. I did have some problems with my knees, and I got complimented by the medical staff that I had one of the biggest blisters they had seen on that trip. But you know.
The last hill of the day was the steepest hill we had on trek. It felt like the womens pull but we had the men with us, so it was that much worse. A lot worse. We were all tired, even my 'brothers' that are like ox. But once we got to the top, we saw the thing that made us all rejoice. The green Port-O-Pottys. Once we saw those, we knew it was time for us to stop.
The Fair:
Have I mentioned the wind? Well, there was wind. Lots of it. And when we stopped for lunch (taco salad by the way), it was probably at it's worst. Our tortilla chips where flying everywhere making all the ugly seagulls happy. And when we had to start going again they requested for all the families to pray for the wind to stop for the fair. And so we did.
The wind did stop. It stopped five minutes before the fair. We had an amazing little miracle there.
I had a lot of fun at the fair. We had lots of games and activities. One of the games was a relay race. It involved jump roping, sack hopping, wood nailing, plant planting, wood chopping, egg finding, potato peeling, alphabet writing and button sewing. My part was the button. I did not like that button. I got stabbed three times with the needle. Mostly because of the pressure. Or I am just not capable with a needle.
We also had a hair washing. I didn't do it because we were going home the next day and I wanted to see how muddy I could get the shower water to be.
We had a little bakery where we tried ginger snaps covered in pioneer frosting. We made butter, and we learned about special candies they had. Over all, it was very fun.
The Hoedown:
I never thought that I could have so much energy after walking eight miles. When I heard that we were having a hoedown that night I just thought they were insane. I mean, no one would have enough energy to dance. But as they started gathering everyone up in a big circle, I figured, I might as well try, right? As it turned out, I had a lot of fun! I had a lot more energy than I thought I would. And it was just plain fun. But of course I bumped into a lot of people and forgot my steps and stuff like that. No surprise there.
As we got back to our tarp to go to sleep, we found that are sleeping bags were cold and wet. At first we all started accusing each other of pouring water on everyone's beds. But then we found out that we were near a little pond. So the air was really moist. I did not sleep as good this time.
Trek- Part 1
I have recently just returned from a pioneer trek. It was a lot of fun! Well, by fun I mean it was a good experience. I have to admit it was hard. Especially when you discover your "broken in" shoes really aren't broken in. I got six blisters. Four on one foot two on the other. But gratefully our wonderful support staff saved me!
Day #1:
The day began at 6:30 on a Thursday morning. A bunch of teenagers in pioneer clothes meeting to walk and walk and walk and walk. I was way excited when I got there. We all file out of the buses that were AMAZING by the way, and we walk over to the hand carts. I am still feeling pretty good at this point. Looking around and seeing that my family is much stronger than I am, which is great because I would die without them. I am a weakling. So the leaders explain to us the dangers of a hand cart. Don't get to close to the wheels, your feet might get run over; no running, someone might get run over; if you are on a hill, put rocks at the back of the wheel so you don't get run over; etc.
Anyways so we start walking, and my family is pretty big, twelve people. The boys got the front with one girl. And the rest get to push the back. on my experience in the front (since we all took turns) I was basically along for the ride. They were way too fast for me. I was to busy keeping up that I couldn't push any! So finally I am done with my turn. And we walk.
I was really surprised about the food. It was like a buffet. No joke. I don't recall a time when I was EVER hungry. I was more hungry during Oakcrest than I was on trek. And I don't think I could eat any more hard candy than I did on the trail. So a thanks to the kitchen staff who always supplied food!
The Womens Pull:
After about ten miles of walking we had the womens pull. We were all tired and we knew it was going to be hard. This was the most spiritual and memorable thing we had on trek. It definitely changed my perspective on the priesthood. I appreciated it a ton more and the blessings it has given me.
After the men left, we had a discussion on the pioneer women and what they had to go to. Then we started on the trail again. It was one of the hardest physical things I have done in my life. We had to major hills. The first one was really short but really steep. Which killed my calves. the second was really long but not as steep. And that killed every other part of me. But when we reached the top there were the men. They just jumped right in to help and then everything seemed so much easier. Definitely a life changing experience.
I slept like a baby that night. In my own little sleeping bag cave.
Day #1:
The day began at 6:30 on a Thursday morning. A bunch of teenagers in pioneer clothes meeting to walk and walk and walk and walk. I was way excited when I got there. We all file out of the buses that were AMAZING by the way, and we walk over to the hand carts. I am still feeling pretty good at this point. Looking around and seeing that my family is much stronger than I am, which is great because I would die without them. I am a weakling. So the leaders explain to us the dangers of a hand cart. Don't get to close to the wheels, your feet might get run over; no running, someone might get run over; if you are on a hill, put rocks at the back of the wheel so you don't get run over; etc.
Anyways so we start walking, and my family is pretty big, twelve people. The boys got the front with one girl. And the rest get to push the back. on my experience in the front (since we all took turns) I was basically along for the ride. They were way too fast for me. I was to busy keeping up that I couldn't push any! So finally I am done with my turn. And we walk.
I was really surprised about the food. It was like a buffet. No joke. I don't recall a time when I was EVER hungry. I was more hungry during Oakcrest than I was on trek. And I don't think I could eat any more hard candy than I did on the trail. So a thanks to the kitchen staff who always supplied food!
The Womens Pull:
After about ten miles of walking we had the womens pull. We were all tired and we knew it was going to be hard. This was the most spiritual and memorable thing we had on trek. It definitely changed my perspective on the priesthood. I appreciated it a ton more and the blessings it has given me.
After the men left, we had a discussion on the pioneer women and what they had to go to. Then we started on the trail again. It was one of the hardest physical things I have done in my life. We had to major hills. The first one was really short but really steep. Which killed my calves. the second was really long but not as steep. And that killed every other part of me. But when we reached the top there were the men. They just jumped right in to help and then everything seemed so much easier. Definitely a life changing experience.
I slept like a baby that night. In my own little sleeping bag cave.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Oh, the wonders of cake.
So I basically love cake. Yup.
When I was a little child (ok, so really right now) my daddy liked/likes to call me pie. But I secretly wish it was cake. Just because I love cake so much more.
I also love to watch cake shows. It's true. I am somewhat addicted. One of my favorite cake shows is Ace of Cakes. The only reason I love these shows are because of my friend I mentioned earlier. She also enjoys this show, thus making me enjoy this show. Here are some pictures of some of his cakes:
Mmmm!! Popcorn! Nope. It's cake.
Another deceiving little cake.
So basically this guy is awesome. And there are TONS more cakes to enjoy! but I am just to lazy to put them on here. Yes, I am like that. You can check out his website here. and see his amazing cakes.
Other shows I love that happen to be about cakes are Cake Boss, The Ultimate Cake Off, and pretty much anything with the word 'cake' in the title on the food channel.
P.S. I must copy my sister and put this link of an awesome youtube video! I just have to spread the love, right?
When I was a little child (ok, so really right now) my daddy liked/likes to call me pie. But I secretly wish it was cake. Just because I love cake so much more.
I also love to watch cake shows. It's true. I am somewhat addicted. One of my favorite cake shows is Ace of Cakes. The only reason I love these shows are because of my friend I mentioned earlier. She also enjoys this show, thus making me enjoy this show. Here are some pictures of some of his cakes:
Mmmm!! Popcorn! Nope. It's cake.Another deceiving little cake.So basically this guy is awesome. And there are TONS more cakes to enjoy! but I am just to lazy to put them on here. Yes, I am like that. You can check out his website here. and see his amazing cakes.
Other shows I love that happen to be about cakes are Cake Boss, The Ultimate Cake Off, and pretty much anything with the word 'cake' in the title on the food channel.
P.S. I must copy my sister and put this link of an awesome youtube video! I just have to spread the love, right?
Saturday, July 10, 2010
The day I got chased down by a moose
I have recently returned home form Oakcrest. An LDS girls camp. While I was there I had an experience with a moose. Now, this isn't the only time I have had a moose at a girls camp. Last year at my ward's girls camp we had a moose that just loved to walk around my tent at night.We named it Sam. Why? I don't know.
I have seen plenty of wildlife at Oakcrest. Lots of squirrels, chipmunks, raccoons, and even deer. But never a moose. Here's the story:
It was during testimony meeting. When the spirit was as high as it could go (along with the tears) we heard some sort of animal walking. So us girls started getting scared, but our counselor told us not to worry and that it would just walk past us. Now let me clarify something; we were pretty far away from the main camp ground. And we were sitting on a hard dirt trail that leads to who knows where. Anyways, she was wrong. It didn't leave. We thought it had, but a few minutes later we heard some running. And our counselor who told us not to worry was screaming the loudest and running the fastest. And I, not completely realizing that I was supposed to run stood up, took a step and tripped. Yup, right on my face. Making the three other girls behind me fall as well.
Only one girl in my cabin saw the moose. One of my best friends, Jordyn. (I hope she doesn't get mad that I mentioned her) None of the rest of us saw the moose because we were screaming and running in the other direction.
No worries we made it back safely. Except for the girls that fell behind me had some bruises and scratches. None on me though.
There are two thing I learned that night:
1) People can seem to be not scared of a moose but they really are very, very, scared.
2) When I am about to get trampled by a moose, I will most likely trip over my own feet.
P.S. We named it Stanley
I have seen plenty of wildlife at Oakcrest. Lots of squirrels, chipmunks, raccoons, and even deer. But never a moose. Here's the story:
It was during testimony meeting. When the spirit was as high as it could go (along with the tears) we heard some sort of animal walking. So us girls started getting scared, but our counselor told us not to worry and that it would just walk past us. Now let me clarify something; we were pretty far away from the main camp ground. And we were sitting on a hard dirt trail that leads to who knows where. Anyways, she was wrong. It didn't leave. We thought it had, but a few minutes later we heard some running. And our counselor who told us not to worry was screaming the loudest and running the fastest. And I, not completely realizing that I was supposed to run stood up, took a step and tripped. Yup, right on my face. Making the three other girls behind me fall as well.
Only one girl in my cabin saw the moose. One of my best friends, Jordyn. (I hope she doesn't get mad that I mentioned her) None of the rest of us saw the moose because we were screaming and running in the other direction.
No worries we made it back safely. Except for the girls that fell behind me had some bruises and scratches. None on me though.
There are two thing I learned that night:
1) People can seem to be not scared of a moose but they really are very, very, scared.
2) When I am about to get trampled by a moose, I will most likely trip over my own feet.
P.S. We named it Stanley
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