Wilderness Leadership Experiential Education & Backpacking as a Mother
Backpacking was my first true love. I was seventeen the first time I learned to carry everything I need to survive on my back. Making fire with a bow drill set, I carved by hand, felt like magic. Learning to drink water from lakes, rivers, and puddles gave me a new appreciation for every element in life. Traveling miles with only my body, free from distractions of modern society and all the unnecessary bullshit gives me true freedom. I can find God everywhere in wilderness. Even hiking through Arctic ridges with frozen rain pellets striking my face, when I feel like my hands are going to fall off, it all just makes finding that perfect campsite, or reaching a summit that much sweeter. My babies will always come first. But as I lay here cocooned in my deep winter sleeping bag, I can here the rhythms of wilderness, and fall in love all over again. Heavy water droplets falling from yesterday's rain, wind blows through tre...