There's No Time Like Early Adolescence To Learn How To Tread Lightly.
By Kevin Franklin
ACCORDING TO DAVID Heintz, people who backpack are freaks. Heintz,
along with seven other members of the St. Gregory Middle School's
Outdoor Action Club, are trudging their way up Douglas Spring
Trail on the northwest flank of the Rincon Mountains. The group
plans to hike across Saguaro National Park over the next four
days during their spring break. I'm tagging along as a chaperone.
Some have backpacked before and carry their loads with relative
ease. But for many of the 13- and 14-year-old students, this is
the first time they've had to endure a heavy backpack. After the
first mile, the novelty of the experience is wearing off and the
challenge of carrying four days of food and gear is becoming apparent.
"I mean, I'm in shape, but you have to be crazy to enjoy
doing this," Heintz says. A similar sentiment is coursing
through much of the group.
As we follow the trail into the mountains, these grumblings make
me both amused and nostalgic. I remember my first backpacking
trips, where I was convinced no human had ever before borne such
tremendous weight. Today when I load 35 pounds of water into an
already full pack for a two-day trip into the summer desert, I
have fond memories of those packs of yesteryear. Hiking around
the northern reaches of Michigan and parts of Canada, I slowly
learned the same lessons being learned here by these students:
the value of traveling lightly.
Hopefully, down the line, other significant concepts will become
clear. Along with simple and enjoyable recreation, backpacking
provides an arena to examine a host of principles.
For starters, it alters our view of time and distance. Ten miles
is nothing on the freeway; but it can be more than a day on the
trail. Walking for two hours in the mall is exhausting, but it's
hardly a start during a backwoods trip.
Backpacking also teaches a lot of pragmatic things that cross
over into everyday life. For instance, it pays to spend an extra
five minutes to do something right, like securing your gear, rather
than have to endure the consequences down the road.
It also teaches perseverance and instills confidence. Every time
these kids look at the mountain, they'll have tangible proof of
what they can do when they set their minds to it. Any obstacle
that seems overwhelming can itself be overwhelmed with determination.
These are things that can be grasped intellectually, but never
truly understood without first-hand experience.
Combine this naturalist philosophy with a hands-on introduction
to the natural sciences, ecology and teamwork, and the potential
for outdoor education expands to fill all available learning space.
However, none of these philosophies are on these kids' minds,
or even my own, as we approach mid-day. Lunch is the immediate
issue.
We round the bend and Bridal Wreath Falls comes into view. The
complaints and carping vaporize like the mist rising from the
falls. With all the recent rains, the water cascades powerfully
over the rounded boulders and slopes. In any place, these falls
would be a remarkable phenomenon, but here in the desert they're
almost magical.
After an ample meal it's time once again to heft our packs onto
rested shoulders and continue up the mountain. Our goal is Douglas
Spring Campground. As the day wears on, I get more and more questions
about how much farther we have to go. I'm reminded of my middle-school
outdoor teacher, Mr. Belote. Whenever anyone asked, he would point
to a distant hill and say camp was just over it. When we reached
the hill in question, and camp was nowhere in sight, he'd point
to another distant hill and say it was just over that one. And
so on. Eventually, we figured he had no idea where camp was and
stopped asking. Which, I realize now, was his intent.
"Mr. Franklin, how much farther to camp?" one of the
students asks.
"I'm pretty sure it's just over that hill," I reply.
Hey, it's not just the kids who are learning things on this trip.
Getting There
Back-country permits are required to camp in Saguaro National
Park, Rincon District. Permits can be issued up to two months
in advance, but must be obtained before noon the day camping begins.
Contact the visitor center, 3693 S. Old Spanish Trail, at (520)
733-5153 for more information.
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