Even if your hands are shaking
and your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open.
Hey there anon, I usually don’t answer messages like this but I just want to set the record straight because this is something that is very dear to my heart.
I was pretty much raised in the woods. My family has owned about a hundred acres up north for almost a century and most of our family vacations are spent our cozy little cabin.
My whole family is filled with outdoors men and women: My uncle hiked the Appalachian trail, my aunt hitch hiked to the pacific northwest when she was 20, and all of us kids still beg to hear the story of how our great grandpa took down the bear that still hangs on our cabin wall.
I’ve been fishing and hiking since I was around 4 years old, I knew how to gut a fish by the age of 8, and my dad let me start target shooting when I was 10. Heck, I am NAMED after the Brook Trout!
Most off my memories have backdrops of mountains or are in the back seat of my families Subaru on one of our many road trips.
My family raised my to be thankful for every deer and fish we caught/shoot. My uncle taught me to always wait under a pine tree if you were caught in a storm and my dad made sure I always looked for fresh bear tracks around berry bushes.
So no, I do not hike or camp because it is trendy, I was simply raised this way.
BUT there is nothing wrong with developing a love for the outdoors later in life! Call it trendy, call it hip, call it lame but I don’t care. I just want more people to experience the wonder of sitting around the camp fire with their loved one and canoeing past black bears. Do not shame people because they were not blessed enough to know of things before you. Welcome newcomers with open arms and show them the ropes. The woods are not an exclusive club. They are here for everyone.
Now, go explore and tread lightly!
this is the best post i’ve ever read. get ‘em, girl!