Bufflehead Cabin

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After months of training underneath my instructor’s patient hand, I spent yesterday and last night interning as a wilderness survival instructor! I assisted him in coaching a group of seven adults how to properly build safe, effective shelters, how to have successful firelighting techniques in inclement weather conditions, and above all, how to maintain a strong and willing mindset in the face of nature’s adversity.

Today my hands are dirty, stained with birch sap and char, my entire being smells like a campfire, and I pretty much never want to shower again. I’m low on sleep, but so high on Life. Or forest magic. Probably a bit of both.

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