Girls Camp 2011




I only have a few images to show from the 4th year hike so far, but here they are. I brought 4 cameras and shot 5 rolls of film. I even tried to do an hour long exposure for stars but it turned out to be more like a half an hour since I was getting so tired. I had a few frames of black and white left in my holga when we started.  A local lab developed these. Though I think the color images will be great, I'm really liking these black and white ones too.  In case you missed the memo, ever since Santa Fe, I've started a love affair with film. It's scary, exciting, intense and ridiculously expensive.  I'm learning so much.

So, back to the hike. This year I felt a little unprepared and was dragging my feet a little bit but as soon as we got to our camp site I felt like I had come to a place i love.  It is so stunning up there.  The girls were great.  We had a few complaints but less than last year.  It wasn't' as hot and no one got lost this year.  This is great news. I had a wonderful time.  I am so impressed with the girls in our stake.  They want to be good.  They love their families.  They have faith. It's just nice to be around so many good girls, 23 to be exact.  The greatest feeling is getting back to camp and having all the rest of the young women from the stake cheer for us.  Then we get to take a shower (I love being a leader) and I was able to call home.  I was so dirty.

Then first night I had a sleepless night and I'm not sure why. I  had some shot blocks with caffeine around noon but I don't think that would keep me up.  I kept thinking about bears too.  I slept better the second night but it was colder so I was all the way in my mummy bag.  This, I think, was what lead to what I think was two panic attacks during the night.  I woke up Betsy during the first one.  I just remember feeling with urgency that I needed to open the tent door to get some air and if I didn't get it open I was going to freak out.  I was having a hard time with the zippers and woke up Betsy to help me.  My heart was racing.  I was breathing fast and had adrenaline running through my body. Later that night it happened again. Luckily I was able to get the tent door open by myself and didn't wake up Betsy, but my  heart was beating so fast.  It was a horrible feeling.  The only other time in my life I felt something similar was right after Willie and I got married I went down an enclosed waterslide and felt, with urgency, that i was going to freak out right before I shot out the bottom.  This was my first clue that I might be claustrophobic.

As usual our priesthood leaders, Sherm and Brandon Straw, were a joy to be around and so helpful.  Besides being protection they are also really fun to hike with.  They are both great outdoorsman and Sherm is a doctor.  They are so helpful.  They also had some frozen capri suns that they gave Betsy and me.  What gentleman.  I really like having them along.  The girls did too, since Brandon is young and very handsome.  It kept some of our girls at a quick pace to keep up in the front by him.  That's what I would have done as a young woman. I was so boy crazy.  Funny.  I'll share more pictures when I get them back.  I'm only 3 days into a two week wait to get my scans back so I'm trying to forget about it so the time goes faster.

3 Comments:

  1. Matt said...
    Great pictures!
    Amy said...
    Great pictures, Sally. It looks beautiful. I'm claustrophobic too. It must run in the family. I live in fear of ever needing an MRI.
    Ginger said...
    beautiful pictures, as always! This place reminds me of a place I went for a 3rd/4th year girls hike. We thought we had a bear outside our tent, and my tent mate and I were terrified all night long. It turns out it was a girl snoring in the tent next to ours. :-}

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