Kayaking Hell
Well, we were supposed to go kayaking out in Assateague. Well, it seems that when we almost froze to death last night, after we wandered away from the fire i made :-). Leblanc could not, for the life of him, get the fire started. No matter what he tried and how he tried to do it, he got nowhere and our source of warmth just kept going out. Well, Leblanc and Becky left to get a fire starter log, I told him to leave his lighter, so that i could try. He gave me 30% chance of even getting anything lit...i laughed. Well, by the time he got all the way off the island to get a fire starter and back, i had the fire neatly made and started, and the other two girls were cooking. by the time he got back we'd gotten the food all cooked and to help soothe his ego we fed him. He didn't take it so hard after that.
Well, we left the dying fire, withdrawn into the darkness and cold. We wore little to bed, as they said we'd be warmer the less we wore. I couldn't fall asleep. It just wasn't happening. I've been having trouble sleeping for a little while now, and this cold wasn't helping. I shivered all night feeling a sense of utter helplessness because of how cold it was. I sure could have used another person in my sleeping bag. The only times i ever get so cold i feel scared and helpess because i can't get warm is normally when i'm sick, so it is even worse. I really just felt panic because i could not get warm. I don't like being that cold. I shivered and also had to put my head into the sleeping bag. I don't like having my head bundled in things, but as we were in summer tents, without the thick walls, literally, they were mesh and had a fly cover. It was not so much fun. that just meant that there was little barrier between us and the 40+ mph winds. It also began snowing. so while shivering my ass off i could hear the snow hitting the tent, and the tent, which was getting battered by the wind, kept hitting me in the head. so while feeling claustrophobic because i had to have my head inside the damn sleeping bag, (which my brother had let me use...thank god) i was not comfortable lying down, and my shoulder refelcts the tossing and turning of the night. By the time i'd fall asleep, i'd realize that i couldn't breathe, whic hwould lead me into the anxiety even more about not being able to sleep. it just wasn't fun at all. By the time we got up in the morning, we all started laughing about the fact that we had over 1.5 inches of snow on the ground. We managed to hike to the bathroom, which just hapened to porta-johns. It wasn't so nice. We all got back into our cold sleeping bags, and hung out until we made some horrible hash for breakfast, and then we were told to pack up and ship out. I did a little happy dance b/c with two pairs of socks and tennis shoes, i couldn't feel my feet, and with two pairs of gloves, i had numb fingers. The wind was blowing 30-35 mph, the seas were 3-6 ft high, and it was still snowing. We hightailed it out of there. it took so long for my hands and toes to unfreeze..it's not so much fun, and well, i still feel cold.
well, i guess that's about the story. i'm at home now, hanging with dad until he heads out to China again tomorrow morning. i'll be back at school tomorrow methinks, so see you folks then.
Well, we left the dying fire, withdrawn into the darkness and cold. We wore little to bed, as they said we'd be warmer the less we wore. I couldn't fall asleep. It just wasn't happening. I've been having trouble sleeping for a little while now, and this cold wasn't helping. I shivered all night feeling a sense of utter helplessness because of how cold it was. I sure could have used another person in my sleeping bag. The only times i ever get so cold i feel scared and helpess because i can't get warm is normally when i'm sick, so it is even worse. I really just felt panic because i could not get warm. I don't like being that cold. I shivered and also had to put my head into the sleeping bag. I don't like having my head bundled in things, but as we were in summer tents, without the thick walls, literally, they were mesh and had a fly cover. It was not so much fun. that just meant that there was little barrier between us and the 40+ mph winds. It also began snowing. so while shivering my ass off i could hear the snow hitting the tent, and the tent, which was getting battered by the wind, kept hitting me in the head. so while feeling claustrophobic because i had to have my head inside the damn sleeping bag, (which my brother had let me use...thank god) i was not comfortable lying down, and my shoulder refelcts the tossing and turning of the night. By the time i'd fall asleep, i'd realize that i couldn't breathe, whic hwould lead me into the anxiety even more about not being able to sleep. it just wasn't fun at all. By the time we got up in the morning, we all started laughing about the fact that we had over 1.5 inches of snow on the ground. We managed to hike to the bathroom, which just hapened to porta-johns. It wasn't so nice. We all got back into our cold sleeping bags, and hung out until we made some horrible hash for breakfast, and then we were told to pack up and ship out. I did a little happy dance b/c with two pairs of socks and tennis shoes, i couldn't feel my feet, and with two pairs of gloves, i had numb fingers. The wind was blowing 30-35 mph, the seas were 3-6 ft high, and it was still snowing. We hightailed it out of there. it took so long for my hands and toes to unfreeze..it's not so much fun, and well, i still feel cold.
well, i guess that's about the story. i'm at home now, hanging with dad until he heads out to China again tomorrow morning. i'll be back at school tomorrow methinks, so see you folks then.