Daredevils Club - N. Galbraith Mountain Trailhead - 03/11/16
Arriving at North Galbraith Mountain Trailhead, the
Daredevils Club met up with the mentors. A second younger group, the Short
Tailed Weasels, was also meeting at this location which provided a great
perspective check for mentors and the DDC members alike. As the Short Tailed
Weasels scurried all over the place with emphatic energy the elder boys chatted
with one another, talked about a game plan for our outing, and hit the trail.
Of course it helps to have such a small group, but the dedication and commitment
to one another that the DDC established in the fall was just as apparent today.
Hiking along the trail, past the swooping dirt jumps and
steep hillside, we arrived at the old logging road trail that previously took
us to our old stomping grounds from a season ago. However, something was much,
much different. Immediately the boys noticed the massive gravel road that had
been put in to replace the small trail. Swaths of trees were felled to clear
the way and provide access for heavy machinery. It was a challenge in itself
just to get our bearings and figure out which direction to head out to try and
track down our debris shelter that we constructed last fall. Climbing atop a
heaping mound of gravel we got a lay of the land and determined the most
likely direction to our old base camp.
When the boys returned we talked about surviving and
thriving in the wilderness. One of the topics of conversation that came up was
making one of the earliest tools; spears. Whether to use as a walking stick,
for self-defense from dangerous wildlife, or to hunt larger game, the spear
played a big role in allowing early humans to fend off predators and procure
substantial food sources in dried and smoked meat. Greater security and
reliable food supply opened the doors to exploration, invention, and cultural
development. Of course there were many other attributing factors to the
development of early humans, but the spear is one that is perhaps overlooked as
nothing more than a pointy stick. Well that may be, but there’s nothing quite
like making your own pointy stick, hardening the point in a fire, and practice
throwing your pointy stick at a rotten stump. So that is what we did.
Quietly emerging from the forest smelling of campfire smoke
and wielding fire-hardened spears the parents of the Short Tailed Weasels were
perplexed to not see their young, squirrelly sons who were running late, still
bumbling noisily down the trail a half mile behind the Daredevils Club. It was
interesting to think that the members of the DDC were once restless,
impatient, and unfocused like the Short Tailed Weasels. As the heat of the fire
hardened their spear points, the countless hours of immersion in the forest,
weathering inclement conditions, and honing of primitive skills has hardened
these boys into adolescent adventurers who can not only survive, but thrive
through whatever is thrown their way.
Make sure to check out the rest of our photos from this outing in the photo album!
Make sure to check out the rest of our photos from this outing in the photo album!