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Group, D2B2
Used by permission from Patrick B's father. Probably ©.
On day 2...
The next day, I woke up at four and couldn't fall back asleep. Little did I know, it was an omen of the horrible day to come. At six-thirty, everyone else woke up. After quickly getting dressed, we went downstairs for breakfast. After stuffing myself with bacon, I fooled myself into thinking this day was going to be all good and dandy. I was mistaken. After some more irrelevant happenings, we get to the real beef of the day. The 8-hour hike to Mt. Cardigan. I was elected as the water break person, or the "moisturizer", as our shmoop group liked to call it. The hike up cardigan wasn't that bad, as I was the moisturizer and could call water breaks when I was tired. The environment seemed to interact with us through the weather, which was causing us to be hot and sweaty. Once we reached the top after an exceptionally greuling steep part, we beheld the amazing view. Green mountains spread onward across the horizon. We could see everything in the whole region!
An interesting factoid about the top of Mt. Cardigan is that it is actually a false alpine zone. First, let me explain: there are 3 height "zones" which show what type of trees grow there. In the first zone, deciduous trees grow. In the second one, coniferous trees grow, but in the alpine zone, no trees can grow. The top of Cardigan has no trees, so you may think it's the alpine zone. Well, it turns out that it isn't high enough to be an alpine zone, making it a false alpine.
Also atop the peak, there was this huge fire tower. This fire tower was used to spot fires on the mountains, and to let others know so that they could put them out. This very fire tower even spotted the famous fire on firescrew peak, and it was put out immediately. Seems that the humans interacted at just the right time to help the environment. (Theme hint.)
Now, for the way back down... ah, what a great time. As you can probably tell, this was the worst part of the day. Well, indubitably, it was. You see, my hiking boots... they used to be my dad's... let's just get to the point, they were 2 sizes too small. And, I just happened to have 1 big toe on my left foot with a huge bruise inside it... which, if you were wondering, pressed against the hard front of my left hiking boot the whole 4 hour trip down the mountain. Fun. I was in intense pain the whole way down the mountain. If going up the mountain was 100, this was 1000, if you get what I mean. By the end, the bruise on my toe had grown from a small speck in the middle to a massive stain on my toenail, which is still there to this day. I'm serious, it hasn't even shrunk a small bit. Full size. After FINALLY getting back to the lodge, (The only thing I remembered was the intense pain.) I literally flopped on the ground. Full-on The Flop of the Bumblebee flop. (If you don't understand this very obscure inside joke that probably only 3 people know in the whole world, don't even bother trying to find it out.) Once that happened, we went back inside for some free time. More like my friends trying to comprehend my 1000 complaints that I had from the hike. After that, we did these fun nighttime activities. We did this blind caterpillar walk, where we all got in a big line and grabbed the shoulders of the person in front of me. This quickly became a fad, and we all went and did it in our own little groups afterwards. Then we did some fun games with a "bat" and a "moth", (not actual ones) which was all about the "bat" using "echolocation" (the "bat" person claps and then the "moth" claps back) for the "bat" to "eat" the "moth". Finally, it was time for dinner, from which I cannot remember the contents of. Then, we did some more activities, one of which I got scolded for because I forgot to go up with my group and decided to yell my part from the seats. After some more uneventful things, we finally went to bed. Yay.
Here are some sketches I made on day 2:
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