My
wife and I were walking down from the top of Colonel Denning State Park on our
journey back from seeing the vista at Flat Rock just recently. Not far from
Newville, Colonel Denning State Park offers a nice camping / fishing / hiking
retreat for those people who live near Harrisburg. It also boasts a very
traffic-ed vista in Flat Rock, which finds its way to many of the guidebooks.
I’ve
been there a handful of times, and this was the first time that I didn’t see
the horizon behind the haze or raindrops, and let me just say, “It was good.”
As
we sat behind hikers gawking and meditating, it seemed like we could see
forever. I know some people say all the way to Reading and the Shenandoah
Mountains, and I too felt that there seemed to be at least one purple mountain
majesty far behind some of the others, and it was pretty far away, but not
necessarily Virginia far away.
While
heading back, our discussion turned to hiking gear and things that we have
purchased over the years to make our journeys easier. This conversation came out of my feeling
that having a Lifestraw or other water filter with would have opened up the
clear mountain stream on top of the first ascent to our drinking pleasure. Nothing like the trail
to make us feel like shopping at REI, Cabelas, or EMS.
In the midst of this
conversation, I quickly remarked on how I love my Keen boots, especially since
they fit well and don’t give me blisters, and I also spoke lovingly about how
I appreciate my Cabelas ECWS winter base layers since I like being warm in cold
weather without having to wimp out when the breeze bites too hard. Of course,
there are other nice touches as well, but while coming down through the rocks,
I concluded that my number one favorite piece of gear that I have is my
trekking poles. While they’re not as expensive as some poles, I find that Black
Diamond makes a nice pair of hiking poles, and they really do help me get up
the trail (as thru-hiker Lakeland once said) “in 4WD” despite looking weird
when you watch me walk with them (or when I watch other people walk with theirs). In addition, they also keep my hands from
swelling up while stabilizing my backpack-clad body in journeys both up and
down the hills. Finally, they brace me going downhill as well. That’s a nice
touch since I prefer not to fall face-first into jutting out rocks. Sure, they feel like something extra to carry on the flat lands, but for
what they do on those hills, the push and brake and oomph, I wouldn’t hike
without them anymore.
Finding
ourselves on the flat section again, my wife nodded in agreement with my thesis
statement of how 2 poles were more stabilizing than just using her walking stick. In
addition, those 2 Black Diamond poles were much nicer than our cheap
knock-around pair, which I use when she absolutely needs to use the nice pair.
Here, the cheaper pair will sometimes break loose and collapse into themselves. Let it be
said that’s not fun., and if it's going to happen to someone, then let it be me. Nevertheless, the only time we really need them occurs at
times like when we went to Ricketts Glen this winter or other times when
trekking poles are absolutely essential for every person on the trail at once (such as when we
are on snow / ice / walking over streams / have relatives in town).
Nevertheless,
as I spoke my love of these 2 metal contraptions, I realized that I wasn’t telling
the whole truth and thinking through what my real favorite piece of gear was since I
wasn’t thinking completely about what gear could be. This opened things up to a whole new piece of gear that I "theoretically" use every time out. That piece of “gear” is identified
by the English teacher in the book at Hatchet
(by Gary Paulsen) in the following statement:
“You
are your most valuable asset. Don’t forget it. You are the best thing you have.”
Now, I know that
I’m an English teacher by day, and that means that I’m in solidarity with other
teachers, but it wasn’t the profession that made these words stand out. It was the basic and fundamental sense of what they were. I’ve
heard variations to them in many other ways. “Be here now.” Pretty much
every single page out of Bear Grylls’ A
Survival Guide for Life book and Laurence Gonzales’ Deep Survival and Surviving
Survival. Kevin Costner telling Tim Robbins, “Don’t think; it can only hurt the
ball club” in the movie Bull
Durham.
However, this quote
was in the midst of a middle school book. This book, which now seems to serve
as a replacement for Jack London’s Call
of the Wild, is pretty hardcore when it comes to the concepts of what it takes
to make it in the outback (the kind that doesn't have Alice Springs Chicken or Bloomin' Onions). This isn’t a term that I just throw out there.
Paulsen is for real with the outdoors as anyone looking at his canon can attest
to.
The main
character in the book Hatchet is
Brian Robeson, a 13-year old boy on a flight from New York to go see his father
in the north woods of Canada. Before he is able to get there, the pilot, who is
the only other person on the flight, has a heart attack, and Brian is forced to
take over the controls until the plane crashes into a lake. From that point on,
Brian is forced to survive on his own. Fortunately, to do this, he has a
hatchet that he was given by his mother.
I won’t ruin the
story for you since it’s well worth reading. Besides, it only takes about 2-3 hours
to read the whole thing and it presents many conflicts that would make Mr.
London proud that people are reading a book that follows in his footsteps.
Nevertheless, for the youthful target audience, it’s a modern classic and a
Newberry Honor Book. For an adult, it says what it means to survive simply and
to the point.
This would be
true if it was in the city or the woods, which is why it’s a great book for all
lovers of the outdoors to read. It's also a book that would benefit kids who need to learn to use their own basic resources instead of falling prey to "thinking" and not doing.
Such lines as, “He
did not know how long it took, but later he looked back on this time of crying
in the corner of the dark cave and thought of it as when he learned the most
important rule of survival, which was that feeling sorry for yourself didn't
work. It wasn't just that it was wrong to do, or that it was considered
incorrect. It was more than
that--it didn't work,” stand out to
readers young and old, and they show why I was originally wrong in what my most important
gear was since what is really best was what my knowledge and my mindset going
in were. If I didn’t know how to use it, no GPS, axe, .357 magnum, water
filter, tent, flint + steel, or iodine tablets were going to save me from
permanent damage.
In short, I
either had a plan going in or I didn’t. I either know what to do in case of
trouble, or I don’t. I either remembered my stuff, or I didn’t. In short, what
my mind does in case of an emergency is where I am or I’m not.
I remember one
time I read a “who would survive” quiz, and they picked a lot of famous
characters, but in the end, it was comicly goofy Ned Flanders on The Simpsons. This was based on how even
keel he was as well as how resourceful he was. Sure, he might have been the
anti-Homer Simpson, but in case of emergency, that’s not really a bad thing
(even if people would rather have cold beverages with Homer).
For me, I think
about instances like my first time seeing a bear in the wild. I had read a lot
about what to do, but I was still scared when Ms. Bear roared to her cubs who
were instantly descending the tree as if it were the Batpole. Fortunately, I
just got a really good story and the three bears realized that the dorky,
lumbering body walking through the woods was just a hiker who would have loved
to take a picture of them as opposed to turn her into a rug on his wall. Thus,
we all walked away unharmed and filled with knowledge of what the other side
was all about.
By the way, I never did get that picture.
By the way, I never did get that picture.
For what I once had
never heard, the sound of a growl, I was more comfortable the next time around
when I walked with my dad, and we heard a growl across the valley. That’s
learning. That’s healthy respect and distance opposed to fear. That’s being
comfortable in the woods. That’s knowing my dad, a man who really knows about the woods, isn’t
as fast as me – I hope (well, actually, I kid – my dad is one of the wisest
outdoorsman I know even if he never heard a bear growl before that day).
As for other
good mantras, taking the President’s advice and not doing stupid stuff is other
good advice. Don’t go off the trail in the dark to take a shortcut (or at all).
Don’t know better than the map. Carry extra stuff just in case. Listen to your
wife when she says we should bring water – even on the short hikes!
And learn from others who have hiked before us.
In this, I just read a quote by Everest hiker Mick Burke
(who later died on the journey, but let’s forget that bit of irony). It said, “At
some stage you believe you’re too exhausted to carry on. Then you take another
step up and you realize you’re not too exhausted. You can take another step,
and another. It’s your mind that’s exhausted, not your body. You realize you’re
alone, miles from anywhere and nobody is going to help you. Only you can get
yourself up the mountain. It’s knowing this that makes you think you’re too
tired to carry on.”
To this, much of what keeps us going is our brain. Much
of what stops us is our brain.
Ed Viesturs stated one of my favorite maxims when he
said, “Getting to the top is optional. Getting to the bottom is mandatory.” That
makes a lot of sense. After all, this was a man who turned around at the top of
Everest because he knew he couldn’t make it back in time.
I’m glad my brain works well a fair bit of the time. I’m
glad that I didn’t end up a popsicle or vulture food on “some damn fool
adventure”
or other that I took.
As a result, I
share the wisdom of my follies and others’ successes to ensure that we don’t
have more rescues like seemed to have happened a lot this winter.
Here’s hoping
you have some great adventures this year.
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