When I first heard about the solo expedition, I thought there was no way I could be by myself in the woods, without food for four days. But as I learned more about the outdoors, and realized I can take care of myself, I was excited – it didn’t seem like as much of a big deal.
On the hike out, I was the last one dropped off. When Mr. Mike assigned me a spot, I was happy because it was pretty open and it looked like there would be good fishing.
First thing, I got to work on my shelter and gathering wood for my fire.
At 3:00 p.m. I met Jessie on the trail for our appointed check-in. She looked good and alive, so I went back and found a crawdad and some nettles for my dinner. The crawdad was not good, and I don’t recommend it. I got in my shelter about 6:00 p.m. but didn’t fall asleep until around 7:00 p.m.
It was cold, and I woke up about every two hours.
The next day I woke up at 9:15 a.m., almost late to meet Jessie, but I ran into her on the bridge, where my fishing line was hooked up. The first thing she said was that she was hungry. Since I was by my line, I thought I would check it, and sure enough I had a fish. Jessie was jealous, and left looking sad. I cooked up the fish for my breakfast. It wasn’t that bad, even without any seasoning. At least it was food. After that, I added on to my shelter and read for a long time.
That afternoon, Mr. Mike came by to check up on me, and take my picture. It was nice to see another person. After he left, I curled up and tried to sleep. I slept on and off all night because it wasn’t as cold.
During my last full day, I could feel the effects of not eating. I was really weak, and Jessie looked about the same when I saw her that day. I did one last improvement to my shelter, and then read all day, eating leaves that I saw around me. I lay down to sleep really early, but didn’t actually fall asleep until 8:00 p.m. During the night, I woke up to the sound of rain – fortunately, my shelter kept most of it off me.
At 8:00 a.m. I took down my shelter. Even that was exhausting. Then I sat and waited until 11:00 a.m. when I could start down the trail to the car. I picked up Jessie along the way and I was happy to see that she felt the same way I did.
On the way home, I couldn’t stop thinking about how proud I was. This experience definitely helped increase my confidence in myself, and I’m really glad I did it.
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