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kjkjjkkjj The New Year filled me with the desire to pursue new adventures. Like most people, I became consumed in the January resolution ritual of making promises of changing my life, but retreating from them as March approaches. But I decided to carry through with my commitments this year. Three of my closest friends and I decided to challenge ourselves after days of relaxation in the safety and shelter of civilization and to return to the isolation of the wilderness. Despite the nobility of our quest we were forced to bring along miniature symbols of the world we were leaving for basic survival such as a propane stove, expensive sleeping bags, and two light weight tents. A eighteen mile overnight adventure through the isolated reign of nature was our goal. We chose a trail around Tawas about a three hour’s drive from our houses, it was the best we could find A classic here-goes-nothing like return to nature is the only true way to fully understand your belongings and grasp the overwhelming majestic beauty of nature. I didn’t realize how hard it would be to tear apart from civilization this last weekend, it greatly affected my conceptualization of the powerful world we live in. Looking up at the evening sky and observing a broad expanse of thick clusters of stars, without artificial light, breathing in cold, fresh, and pure air, absent contaminated, and seeing no signs of humanity only solemn nature is as a moving and uplifting experience. Too often today’s civilization becomes obsessed and entrenched in modernization and technology that it We departed from the electric lights, indoor plumming, and computer-controlled heated environment of our homes and began to retreat to the wild. The previous weeks continual snow storms worried us, but we were determined, like explores desperate to discover the unknown wild new lands, separate and distant from the lands that we were accustomed to. After a brief navigational error from a missed turn, the starting point of our journey came upon us. The sun had just climbed over the first huge hill and its brilliant rays shone upon us as we set off on our journey. Nearby, a river flowed with ice chunks, its banks heavily swollen with snow. The day seemed to have cleared up for us. God had swept away the clouds and light snow showers and delivered an unexpectedly mild We began our journey to the top of the first revine of earth with tremendous excitement and eagerness-- unbeknown to us the difficulties that would beset our tired and out of shape bodies. Off the beaten trail we encountered one of the most spectacular scenes of nature I've ever seen. A lake in the distance was a mere pond, houses were small pellets of wood, and the nearest city was dwarfed in comparison to the vast acres of woods. Alone, atop a snowy almost like mountain, we each stood on the edge and absorbed the awesome sight before us. I had evolved from the same primordial soup as the landscape I saw before me, but now I felt like a stranger just passing through an exotic Continuing over peaks and valleys for hours we continued on, hopeful of reaching the midway point before the dangers of dusk covered us in a thick blanket of darkness. The trail soon devolved into a creek of unending runoff from the imposing mounds of snow and ice around us. For over a mile we hiked, hoping to get back to easier terrain that would be more comfortable to our strained muscles and sore feet. Finally, exhausted, wet, and fatigued from a strenuous adventure outside our comfortable confines of suburbia, we decided to halt before the sun retired for the evening. Quickly delegating different roles to establish camp, our cooperation was a result of the loyalty and dependence of each woman to do her job for the survival of the group. The seven years of friendship we four share is as deep and trusting as any I've ever known. We placed our reputation, fortune, and even life on the line for each other and had full faith everyone would do their assigned task Once the fire was ablaze and our meals quickly devoured, I observed the night sky above me. The luminous distractions I had become accustom to near the city were removed, and the sky revealed a heavenly display of light from distant worlds to me. I could literally see clusters of stars in thick clouds of a dim glow. Light that had taken millions of years to reach my eyes now filled me with amazement. A nearby stream flowed underneath the ice all night, reminding me of a faucet accidentally left on, except the stream was part of a continuous cycle of nature not the result of someone's neglect. Unfortunately, our site for the night was marred by crude evidence of the civilization we so desperately had attempted to evade. A kerosene can, a full bottle of dish washing soap, a white brush, empty bottles, and heavy trash bags all littered our natural landscape: ugly reminders of our consumer culture, relics forgotten by careless adventurers. They were too involved in the world they came to respect or even recognize the magnificence of nature's simplicity and underlying complexity. Instead, they inflict it with the abuse and neglect one so often commits in the paved and constructed comfort of cities. I had come to enjoy the natural beauty and gain a new perspective on my heritage and life by refreshing my soul with the purity of nature. I ventured to the stream to have a closer look when I spotted a young fawn in the distance. How simple his life, his only concern: survival. Eat, drink, reproduce. Live. So simple yet cluttered by materialism and often lost in our world today. I was never spotted. To him, I was an example of a species determined to dominate all other organisms in the world -- if but for only a fraction in the grand existence of everlasting time. As I left my perch from the snowy banks of the stream, I heard and then observed two bright orange symbols of death. Slowly stalking the fawn I had seen, they passed by our campsite and I saw their blank expressions and worn out clothes. Although I didn't understand their backcountry mumbling, but I knew their intentions. What a contrast. One second, to be enthralled in the isolation and continuity of nature, then to be reminded of your place among the hunters and consumers of the world. Despite my conflicting feelings, I owed my full energies to the group if we were going to reach our destination before dusk of another day. Moments after we had broken camp, we came upon that same stream and the camera we had treasured was dropped- swallowed by nature in an attempt to keep the memories we attempted to steal from its domain. It was a symbol of how technology let us preserve moments in the wilderness forever, but this time nature would not allow humans to steal anything from it. We salvaged it, and continued onward, our spirits dampened. Our first challenge again was another steep climb. This time was different. My legs felt every step, and my heels throbbed with each move. I began to question my ability to complete the challenge, but we encouraged each other to press on, over the summit and along the peak. Lake Huron soon appeared to our left, slowly meandering through the trees below. I quietly thought how many thousands or millions of people had navigated that Lake, all forgotten now, like we would be too one day. We quickly noticed our shortage of food and water for the day ahead of us and also realized we had not progressed as far as we had intended yesterday. One of the most physically and spiritually challenging days of our lives lay before us and we grabbed it with both hands enthusiastically-- despite our pain. After methodically using each morsel of food that remained we eventually reached the smaller As we descended down from the revine my body began to experience new pain, but I was confident and the feeling of victory shut out the discomfort. The trail again devolved into a snowy and icy stream and water surrounded my sturdy boots but did not let the it affect me. A little reminder of how women can conqueror nature in a small way while never fully returning to man's primitive origins. The familiar sight of pavement marked our exit from the woods and near end of our expedition. We had been victorious, but were now forced to return to the world we had left. The feeling of accomplishment, resulting from the experiences we underwent and hardships we suffered through, had changed us. We walked a little taller, felt prouder, and had a new respect for nature most especially since we were a women. Our lives gained more meaning those two days as we were forced to confront the limits of our humanity, and realize the omnipotence of nature. Like routine, the sun set again and the electric lights man has erected over the roads we've blazed shone in its place. During our withdrawal from excitement, uncertainty, and wilderness I reflected upon what we had achieved. One last time I admired in awe the huge steep hills that we had traveled, that we had conquered. The challenge had drained life from me-- every muscle in my body was strained and now was stiff and rigid. It also filled me with an insatiable desire to return-only for longer and farther. Perhaps it's the solitude and isolation that allows you to reflect upon where we've come in life, or placing your survival in the hands of your friends or theirs in yours, but that short and difficult journey changed me. Upon reflection, I whole-heatedly agree with Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- And that has made all the difference. It has made all the difference in the world to me. Bibliography: m m m m m m m mm mm m mm mm m mm m m m m m m m m m m m m m m mm m m m m mmm m m m m m m m m m m m m m mmm m m m mmmm mm mm m m m m m m m m mm m m m m mm m .

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