you did what?!

I pooped in a bush.

Just thought I'd throw that out there. Mainly for shock effect, for those of you who know my supposedly 'un-outdoorsy' nature. But now what? I'm turning into a mountain woman, I know. I haven't shaved my legs since last Tuesday, skipped on the teeth cleaning for a day or two, and lived on smokeys and fire-cooked pies for a weekend. Doesn't seem like much, but when your own mom can't believe what you've done, it's worth blogging 'er up. :)

So some background for my story. This past weekend was the Senior Camping Trip for those living out here at Nak. Basically, we shove as many people as possible into a van named Doug, cram as many tents as possible into all other automobiles, and then hope everyone makes it to the 'Land' before nightfall. It is a gong show, to say the least. My two friends and I shared a tent, and annoyed everyone else with our non stop laughing and farting. We couldn't help ourselves - the owners of the Land cooked us an amazing supper of potatoes, beans, and steamed vegetables. Beans made music for everyone, not just us.

Despite the gongshow-ness of the weekend, I found some pretty random things. A few rusty pots and pans in the bush near by, a rust-bucket of a vehicle torn into 25 pieces by something with an attitude problem, and this abandon trailer. Jo, a partner in crime of mine, and I busted into the haunted house on wheels (it was SO creepy - we had to jump a barbed wire fence, and all the windows were drawn, with the wheel was tied to something we couldn't see. Jo said it was a body. ) and found dead mice, and dead flies everywhere! BAH, so creepy. Anywho - after going through all the cupboards, hoping for something chilling to pop out, the most exciting thing we found was a fire extinguisher which we then proceeded to spray all over the field. BUT, as most rebellious things go, consequences follow suit. Turns out the owners of the Land had just bought the trailer, and plopped it down in a section of land previously sectioned off for cattle. They haven't had time to clean it up, so they just kept it out of the way. Basically, I owe this lovely fam an entire fire extinguisher. Oh dang. But such is life! Oh, so grand.

So as I sit here, next to a jolly friend of mine chowing down a tub of Rolo ice cream, I've realized that I have 1 1/2 weeks left out here. I can't believe the entire summer is almost done. It's unbelievable. I vividly remember sitting at the first campfire of the summer, during a week known as CIT, thinking that I've lost mind by wanting to work out here. I had few nights filled with despair and an overwhelming heaviness on my heart of having made the wrong decision, let me tell you. But suddenly, the end is in sight, and can boldly say that I have loved every moment. Although I can't pinpoint it, there has been a turning point sometime during my experience here that made me value everything this camp has, and continues to stand for. When I leave camp next Friday, I will for sure be leaving different than how I had arrived, and I do believe that is a good thing.

Cheers!

D.