Most times when my husband leaves to go on a "High Adventure" with his young men, I get a jealous bone as they set off on fun and exciting adventures. But not this time. The boys suggested a wilderness survival experience and they followed through. Each boy was told only to bring a sweatshirt and pocketknife.
For dinner they had to catch, butcher, and cook two chickens with only a pocketknife, matches, and their ingenuity. Accommodations were not any better. They each got a 8x8 tarp for sleeping. After their restless night, it was time to gather wood and get eggs cooked for breakfast.
My husband noted how just surviving was so exhausting. The time was filled with working and planning just to get by.
I'm really proud of all of the participants. The leaders had no special provisions and slept of the cold hard ground like everyone else. It shows their dedication and commitment to help the boys grow and develop into young men.
I'm sure the experience will not be soon forgotten.
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Being a pioneer has given me an appreciation for "survival style" living. It is so much work to get a fire going (and keep it going) just to boil water. Cooking alone feels like it would have been a constant, all day, every day project.
I'm glad we don't have to butcher our own chickens!
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