Boy Scouts Narrative
While I laid sleepless staring at the full moon, I could only think of the very next moment. I could only observe the seconds of time slip away on my wristwatch as I tried to fall asleep. Nothing around me mattered. The only thing I could focus on is when, or if, the sun would climb over the horizon.
I have been involved with Boy Scouts of America since I was in the first grade. After advancing into middle school, I advanced from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts. During these past six years of my life, my time in the Boy Scouting program, I have had the bulk of my experiences. One event that comes to mind is the time I stayed overnight in the wilderness in a shelter I constructed.
In 2011, I went to Camp Baldwin in the Mount Hood National Forest for …show more content…
Ryan and I weren’t so lucky. We decided we would use lashing to attach a branch across two trees, and create a modified A-frame shelter. We both had cordage, luckily. I took some time to find the perfect branch that was the right size. I could tell the camp used this location every week because there were several piles of sticks scattered around from unconstructed shelters.
Once we had our sturdy cross beams we decided the next step was to loosely place sticks on the side to create walls on both sides. Looking back in hindsight, our shelter was very haphazard. Ryan remained confident though, and I trusted him. The last step in completing the outside was to carefully lay branches with greenery still on them to act as a wind shield. I crawled inside to check out the masterpiece of a shelter we had created. I pushed the pine needles to the sides away from where I would be lying that night.
I crawled back outside and collected grass to use as a pillow. Being so small in size it did not take much to meet my satisfaction. At the same time, the skies were getting darker and influenced me to rush and give up on the collection sooner. I was far too antisocial when I was 12 years old to go out and talk to other groups so I did what I felt was logical and go to bed at 9:00
I have been involved with Boy Scouts of America since I was in the first grade. After advancing into middle school, I advanced from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts. During these past six years of my life, my time in the Boy Scouting program, I have had the bulk of my experiences. One event that comes to mind is the time I stayed overnight in the wilderness in a shelter I constructed.
In 2011, I went to Camp Baldwin in the Mount Hood National Forest for …show more content…
Ryan and I weren’t so lucky. We decided we would use lashing to attach a branch across two trees, and create a modified A-frame shelter. We both had cordage, luckily. I took some time to find the perfect branch that was the right size. I could tell the camp used this location every week because there were several piles of sticks scattered around from unconstructed shelters.
Once we had our sturdy cross beams we decided the next step was to loosely place sticks on the side to create walls on both sides. Looking back in hindsight, our shelter was very haphazard. Ryan remained confident though, and I trusted him. The last step in completing the outside was to carefully lay branches with greenery still on them to act as a wind shield. I crawled inside to check out the masterpiece of a shelter we had created. I pushed the pine needles to the sides away from where I would be lying that night.
I crawled back outside and collected grass to use as a pillow. Being so small in size it did not take much to meet my satisfaction. At the same time, the skies were getting darker and influenced me to rush and give up on the collection sooner. I was far too antisocial when I was 12 years old to go out and talk to other groups so I did what I felt was logical and go to bed at 9:00