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+title: Survival Journal - Week 1
+---
+
+_Week 1 consisted of two sessions of instruction and
+3 days of torture, called Impact. The instruction did not mention
+Impact, or it would have scared everyone out of starting the course. I
+guess the theory was that after Impact, the rest of the course would
+seem like a piece of cake._
+
+## Tuesday, July 24 - 5:30 pm
+
+Since this is my first entry, I have a little catching up to do. I feel
+kind of silly, writing to myself like this. The flight down from
+Portland was really great. Flying into Salt Lake City over the lake was
+quite spectacular.
+
+I am presently at Grandma and Grandpa's and have been visiting with them
+most of the afternoon. I will be staying the night with them. Our first
+day of instruction lasted from 9 am to noon. I was greatly surprised to
+find that the girls outnumber the boys 2 to 1. Many are unexpectedly
+very good looking while just as many are the husky, big bruiser types. I
+was very impressed with our leaders. There are eight of them for our
+group of 31. Our patriarch, Chuck, is a returned missionary and a very
+special person.
+
+We spent most of the time being introduced to the course, going over
+equipment needs and learning people's names. They spared few details in
+telling us what to expect from the course. I think it will be a very
+spiritual experience as well as a very severe test of endurance.
+
+## Wednesday, July 25 - 10 pm
+After saying good-byes to the grand folks, I went to another session
+from 9 to 12. We were taught how to make bedrolls, flint and steel fires
+and how to take care of our feet. Afterwards we had a goal setting
+meeting. The kids in my group are really great kids and the meeting was
+a special experience. Many of the kids set their goal to improve their
+communication with and relation to our Heavenly Father. This is my goal
+too, but my main goal is to learn to base friendship on the inner, good
+qualities of people instead of outward appearances or other unimportant
+characteristics. I also want to learn to love others to the point that I
+care more about them than I do myself.
+
+I spent the afternoon making char-cloth and taking care of last-minute
+preparations. I ate my dinner very slowly and took a long hot shower. We
+leave for the desert at 6:30 tomorrow morning, so I won't be able to
+enjoy such luxuries again for a month.
+
+## Thursday, July 26
+The bus finally let us out on the trail at a vast open
+expanse of desert (near Keg Knoll). We were told to tank up on water, so
+I drank 10 pop cans full. It hurt to walk, I felt so bloated, but that
+only lasted about 2 hours. Our last meal was lunch and we started hiking
+at 4 pm. After 3 hours we started descending into Horseshoe Canyon. We
+kept descending until we reached the bottom at about 11: 30pm, our goal
+being to find water. The river bottom was dry when we got there, so we
+bedded down while the leaders went in search of water.
+
+By this time most of the canteens were dry and we were all hungry. This
+first three days is called "Impact" and, apparently, they don't intend
+to feed us or allow us any time to search for food.
+
+The leaders came back in half an hour and led us groping in the darkness
+to a little marshy place. We couldn't see what we were drinking, but it
+was probably better that we couldn't. The water tasted of swamp, but at
+least it was wet.
+
+We finally started to bed down at 12:30. The girls got their fire going
+right away. The boys finally gave up and borrowed some fire from the
+girls. I suspect one of the leaders started their fire. By the light of
+the fire, I could see that the spot we had chosen to sleep in was
+covered with prickly pear cactus. I kicked away enough to make a bare
+spot and I thought it would be okay. However, by departure time I had
+succeeded in impregnating every article of clothing I had with little,
+tiny stickers. I'll be picking those out for days.
+
+We assembled to leave at about 4:30 a.m. They told us to tank up on
+swamp water because it would be our best water all day. Few people drank
+much of it and it later proved to be a major source of trouble.
+
+We followed the canyon out till it joined the Green River. This river
+was so muddy that you couldn't see the bottom of a teaspoon through it.
+It wouldn't strain or settle, so the only way to drink it was to close
+your eyes and gulp. Sometimes you had to chew a little too.
+
+It must have been at least 90 deg. by 10 am and some of the kids started
+getting sick. Our goal this day was to hike about 14 miles to some good
+water, but the sick ones made the going awfully slow. My attitude was
+one of impatience almost to the point of anger toward these people who
+slowed us down so badly. I just wanted to get to that water, rinse the
+grit out of my teeth, guzzle a couple gallons and plop down in a heap
+under some tree.
+
+I should say something about the country we were moving through. Both
+the Horseshoe and the Green River Canyons were breathtaking to behold.
+People were exclaiming all the time when we first started out. By the
+start of our second day, the comments had dropped off a little and by
+noon nobody even cared anymore. While you were busy watching your step
+on the trail, it was easy to walk right beneath a huge monolith or
+balancing rock without even noticing it. I tried to keep looking around
+while we hiked, but truthfully, I didn't care all that much anymore
+either.
+
+Finally, they let about 10 of the healthier ones hike on ahead without
+stopping all the time for the lame and sick. The good water was supposed
+to be at the mouth of the Horsethief Canyon, and we set off at a fairly
+fast pace. I put everything I had into it and thought I was near
+exhaustion when we finally arrived at about 7pm. The little pond turned
+out to be back-up water from the Green River. It had settled a little,
+but you still couldn't see through it and it tasted terrible. I began
+to wonder why I had been stupid enough to go on this survival thing.
+
+When the others arrived and we had rested for an hour, the leaders
+informed us that we would be hiking on up the canyon till late in the
+night. We trudged on after a prayer for strength and watched the stars
+come out. I was carrying an extra bundle that belonged to one of the
+sick girls who was unable to carry it. When it got so dark that we could
+barely see, I traded shifts and helped the sick girl keep going.
+
+I grabbed her belt from behind and pulled her along while she leaned on
+me for balance. Thus, we went tripping and stumbling on into the night.
+Melody was a rather stout girl. She out-weighed me by 20 pounds.
+
+My previous attitude changed rather quickly when I saw how sick this
+girl was and how much courage she showed by still trying hard and giving
+her all. I realized how fortunate I was to not be so sick and how little
+effort I had to use compared to her. There were many similar situations
+in the rest of the group and our love for each other certainly grew that
+night.
+
+We finally came to a little pool of water below an ancient falls where
+we decided to bed down. We offered a sincere prayer of thanks for the
+good water and guidance we had received. I had no trouble falling asleep
+on the rocks at about one in the morning.
+
+At daylight, we tanked up and trudged on. We had to reach base camp
+about 8 miles away to set up for the weekend. This was at the end of Big
+Springs Canyon. No one had much strength left on this third day of
+Impact. It took the combined efforts of all to keep the group going at a
+very slow pace. Several times we had to pray to our source of strength
+to keep us going. We finally arrived at about 1:30 in the heat of the
+day.
+
+The water there was good, and we offered many thanks for our arrival. We
+are now waiting for the supply truck to come with some food. I have been
+catching up my journal but, at least the ordeal of Impact is over. It
+certainly proved our motto, "If it doesn't kill you, it will make you
+stronger" to be true. I have learned much about myself and my
+limitations.
+
+## Monday, July 30 - 6 pm
+I'm sitting here at Mule seep wondering what's
+going on. I hope this [is]{.underline} Mule Seep. Anyway, I'd better
+take up where I left off.
+
+## Saturday, July 28
+The supply truck finally came late in the afternoon.
+They had had car trouble, I guess. First, they gave us 10 gallons of
+tang and a carrot apiece to get our systems going again. Then, we
+organized into cook groups or family groups with a men and women's
+leader. Connie, a very nice RN, and I were chosen as leaders of our
+group. We would fill the role of mother and father of the family group
+for the week. Then the weekend food was distributed to each family
+group. We were given hamburger, potatoes, carrots, oatmeal, flour, brown
+sugar, salt, and milk. We had a fairly decent stew for our dinner that
+night. That same evening, we organized our student branch. Jay Bossardt
+is our Branch President.