For
the past ten years I have been a leader and teacher of
wilderness expeditions. I have taught backpacking, mountaineering,
rock climbing, and sailing to young and old. I have met
all different kinds of people from all over the world,
but, before coming to Gray Wolf Ranch, I had never worked
with people recovering from chemical dependency. Some
say they can be a rough crowd. Some say they can be the
best population to work with. I didn't know what to expect.
As I drove through the gate for my interview with
Peter and David, I was struck by the beauty and peace
of the lodge. "This is a nice place," I thought.
Within the first few minutes of the interview, it
became clear that these directors cared very much
about the experience and recovery of their residents.
As I listened to them speak about their vision for
the trekking program, it immediately made sense to
me and I knew that the outdoors could provide an
important piece in the puzzle of recovery.
We headed out on our first Trek in March, with
everyone pitching in to help with planning and preparation.
We were hiking up the Elwha River Valley in Olympic
National Park. The mountains looming above us were
covered in white. The nights were cold and the days
were clear. We saw many deer and were sung to constantly
by the birds. Everywhere around us were signs of
elk, but their presence eluded us.
Our first day on the trail was difficult for many
of us. Packs were laden with food and fuel, and our
lungs and legs were not used to this kind of exertion.
We stopped often to rest and to adjust packs and
attitudes. Four miles later, when we reached camp
and had a good meal in our bellies, we felt a sense
of satisfaction in reaching our first goal of the
trip.
The
next four days were spent hiking, eating, and having
group meetings and skipping stones on the river.
At one point, I asked two residents how they liked
the Twelve Step program. They both enthusiastically
stated that they would not be where they were now
without it. One of them felt he was years ahead of
where he would be if he had never had a problem to
begin with. I believe him. The level of communication
and feedback I witnessed in the group meetings was
impressive for any age group, and to hear teenagers
speak of their higher power and desire to remain
sober was inspiring.
The high point of the trip for me was the fifth
day as we were hiking out of the mountains. By 1:30
p.m., we had hiked eight miles, our hardest day yet.
Part of the group wanted to hike on another five
miles to the next campsite, while others wanted to
stop and spend a relaxing last day in the wilderness.
The decision to stay or go on was put to the group,
with the caveat that everyone must be satisfied with
the outcome. After a half hour discussion, the more
flexible personalities acquiesced to the more determined
and we pushed ourselves to complete a thirteen-mile
day. Only five short days ago it was hard to finish
four miles!
Our first Trek had been a success. Even the weather
had smiled on us. But perhaps the greatest measure
of success was the satisfaction of the participants.
Several residents lamented that the trip was too
short and that they wanted to stay in the mountains
longer.
Preparations are underway for our next trek: eight
days in the Olympic Peninsula Interior-hopefully not
too short for anyone! |