Once all of the explorers had arrived Matt and Greg held a very brief opening meeting and without any prompting the boys simply began to head up the trail. The mentors looked at one another slightly amused and followed their lead. It became apparent that our group had several different paces emerging and it would be necessary to figure out how we were going to travel as a group. Matt helped the boys brainstorm some trail etiquette. The Alevin established that we needed to stay together, yield to other trail users, not trundle rocks, avoid switchback cuts, and offer a friendly hello to the folks we met. The motto “Its about the Journey not the destination” rings true and the boys and mentors kept that in mind as we started back up the trail. Given that we were a group of twelve our paces were very well matched and we managed to stay together for the most part for the rest of the hike.
When we finally reached our first major junction someone yelled “HIDE!” and off into the bushes we scattered. The flat sunny spot next to the junction was the perfect place for a rest and some time to practice a few skills. Matt was working on his hand drill fire by friction technique and many boys were practicing their carving skills. The Mentors suggested that the Alevin needed to make a decision about which trail to take and offered a map of the Chuckanut Mountains for guidance. A decision was made in record time and again we headed up. Along one switch back there is a perfect log crossing that spans a small seasonal drainage. The boys were eager to cross, but with urging from the mentors we worked through a full risk assessment, came up with a plan, and those that wanted to were able to cross the log!
The sight of the lake injected the Alevin’s tired legs with a burst of energy and they ran the final 100 yards and dispersed along the lake shore looking for signs of carnivorous plants and amphibians. With some reluctance to stop exploring, the boys gathered for a final circle of gratitude. We reflected upon our journey this spring that began amidst the fossils of racehorse falls and ended with the warmth of sun on sandstone beside Cedar Lake. Thanks were given to the land, trees, the lake, mentors, explorers club and family.
With the realization that we must cover the same distance in one hour that had just take us three hours to accomplish we set off down the trail. At first the boys were racing down the trail a cloud of dust following them, but slowly their pace evened out into a steady walk down the steep trail and in the span of one hour (with lots of help from gravity) we emerged at the trailhead to find the smiling faces of the Alevin Explorers’ families.
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