11/30/10
I read another story online about a very different sort of wilderness adventure. It was about a man named Truman Everts who lived in the beginning years of American, and participated in traversing our countries first national park, Yellowstone. He was an eager 54 year old when he joined the expedition and had high hopes of discovering and learning. However, he was soon separated from the group. Surviving through the rough September weather nearly froze him, but with the help of thermal springs and small birds to eat, Everts survived alone in the future tourist attraction for 37 days before being found by a search party. These stories fascinate me because I immediately wonder how I would react. Could I keep my composure during the first night in the dark? Would I eat the right things? I am so curious that I almost want to intentionally get lost, you know, just to see what would happen. In all honesty, I think if I was truly lost unintentionally, I would not be able to find the positives. Would any of us? We get so wrapped up in having things handed to us, like Commons dinner and Regattas lunch, that fending for ourselves in the wilderness not only sounds farfetched, but too scary. I think my mind has even changed on how I would feel about surviving since the beginning of this blog post. The interest has decreased, while the fear has increased. Here’s to hoping I don’t get lost in the wilderness tonight. The full article on Everts can be read here:
http://www.yellowstonepark.com/MoreToKnow/ShowNewsDetails.aspx?newsid=1
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