Friday, June 19 – Day 6, Part 2 Training

Pack it Up and Move on Out!

The canvas tent will be bare again very soon. I'm packing up my items and despite the feeling that I had brought way too much, there wasn't much in my bag that I didn't use. The hiking boots and running shoes didn't get any mileage, but easily could have, had I participated in one of the group hikes or runs. Unfortunately, both mornings that I wanted to get up early and go for a hike and/or run, the rain was pouring and I didn't feel up to the anti-hypothermia and anti-trenchfoot challenge. The fun part will be to see if when I arrive in the Virgin Islands, did I remember everything, enough for 3 months? I already realized things like sugar and cream for my coffee may be a bank breaking expense, so I've considered packing some powdered coffee-mate creamer and maybe a small container of sugar for the trip. My stopwatch died this week. The error message won't seem to go away. I will have to pick up a new watch sometime very soon or else I'll have to get one on the island.

Update:
After walking around on part of the Wonderland Trail and snapping a few photographs, I headed towards the Inn to see what interesting activities may have been going on. Between training and dinner there was a large space of free-time for the group. I made the journey to the Inn down the road with several others. We perused the general store and came across the “Mountain” bar sitting near all of the candy bars and other sweet treats. “What is Mountain?” Amanda asked. We all were perplexed by this blue wrapped “mountain.” Amanda bought the mountain. The mountain was shared with the group...or at least the mountain experience. It's a delicious chocolate (terd-like in appearance) mound with nuts and a vanilla frosting inside. I'd buy a case if I had more space in my luggage.

The storytelling done by our chef, Mary, was amazing. I have always enjoyed a true story that may or may not have happened. After a few stories by Mary, we went around the circle and heard more entertaining tales from others in the group. I wrapped up the evening with my telling of the events of my mom's birthday this past September.

We filled in the stories with delicious marshmallows roasted on the open fireplace in the community building. Roasted marshmallows are hands-down, yummalicious.