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Like always, as soon as everyone was done crossing the creek we moved out. An hour later, we were crossing another creek.

I’m not going to write about how I was freaking out. If you’ve been reading this for a while, you know exactly what was happening. If you haven’t, click that link up there that will take you to the post before this. 🙂

Luke helping me across the creek

This creek wasn’t as wide as the others we had crossed, which was really good. But it was pretty deep – in that picture it was over my knees, and it got deeper.

But I made it out just fine, and relatively quickly.

“Katie, are we almost there? I’m hungry!”

She looked at me with “the look” on her face. “How about you ask your crewmates? They’ve got the map, they should know where we are.”

I went over to Sarah Margaret.

“Sarah Margaret, do you know how much longer until we get to camp? Because I’m getting hungry, and if we’re close I won’t ask for a snack break.”

“You’re hungry? You’re not normally hungry. Um, lets go talk to the LOD and see where we’re at.”

It turned out, we were only a mile or so from camp. I decided that I didn’t need to eat for a while, and as soon as everyone was recovered from the creek. We moved out again.

That was probably one of the shortest miles of the trip. We were moving pretty quickly, and soon enough we came to the last creek before camp. It wasn’t even a real creek, since we could jump across it.

“Ok, camp is on the other side of this field. Take the trail to the left.”

We passed the instructions along from the back and the person in the front headed left. We were almost to our campsite!

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*Everything here is from my own memory and may not be correct. Outward Bound is not responsible for anything I post here. Thanks too NCOBS for letting me use their photos.*