Blog # 6

                                                                Camp Chief Hector 2012

                                                                Camp Chief Hector 2013

"What is camp? Well, camp, camp is fun. Its about facing your fears, making new friends and climbing to new heights. Camp isn't just about fun and singing around the camp fire. Its about telling secrets never shared, trying things you never thought about trying, getting to know yourself and most importantly, making memories you will never forget. Camp is a chance to get away and discover who you truly are. Camp, well, camp is life." ~ Doug Sul, Director of Camp Chief Hector.


 I can't choose which photo is more important to me. They are both special. They both come with a million stories that are never to be shared. I chose these photos because Camp means so much to me. Doug is right, it’s my life. Doug is right; you keep memories that will last forever.  In 2012, we were so close. We all knew each other so well and told each other everything. I chose this picture because it was the last day of our hike. Finally, after our 2 days bush-whacking excursion and going back to the previous campsite due to. In 2013, I have never felt more included. We did not have any drama, we just had fun. We weren't exactly best friend close but we had fun. I don't think there was ever a point in time I was not smiling. I chose this picture because it was our last day out at Gray Jay (outpost of camp.) We spent the whole two weeks there and on our last day we had a pie baking competition. We spilled Co-Co all over ourselves and decided to throw it on each other. It was a sad but fun moment for all of us. We were spending our last night together and we just had fun.  These pictures are meaningful to me because I am happy in both, myself in both, natural in both. High School is hard.  Camp is an escape for people like us because there is no social hierarchy there. Whenever I feel down I think of Camp and sing the Camp song. It makes me smile and I look forward to the summer. I forget about the drama of High school and I feel a peace. Doug also said that camp is home. He is right. "Home is where your heart is." 




This is the camp song:

"I'm thinking about Kananaskis, lookouts memories. Fills my mind with another time and brings it home to me. I'm thinking about Kananaskis, lookouts memories. Fills my mind with another time and brings me home again."

Blog #5

Honestly, I did not have many moments over Christmas break. I very rarely got off my couch. I went skiing twice and snowboarding once. I have to say though, my memorable moment was my first time skiing:

A friend and I decided to go out to Lake Louis one thursday afternoon. I haven't been skiing in eleven months so it was pretty fun. She was a few levels lower then me so one run we decided to go our separate ways. Se went down the main run and I went down a double black run with moguls. It turns out it was really icy and rocky. I saw a little path in the trees and whispered "YOLO," to myself and headed down the little path. Turns out it was not a run. It was a stupid person trying to make a new tree run. Surprisingly I did not fall heading down the steep slope until i tripped on a tree root. I fell into power waist deep and got stuck. At this moment, I knew I screwed up. I sat in the powder for about 10 minutes trying to call me friend. I was freezing, terrified and num everywhere. My friend was not going to answer. I could not move. This moment was probably one of my scariest skiing moment of my life. I squirmed around on the snow for over an hour until I could reach the tree root  I dug myself out a hiked until I found the route out. It was fun but scary.