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As a young kid, my family lived in a small mining town which lay on the slopes of an inactive volcano. We would frequently go into the mountains for firewood and recreation. Eventually, we moved into town, then into the 'burbs, but we'd still go camping and fishing in the summer.
When I got into my upper teens, particularly when I left for college, I started venturing out into the wilds with my brothers and friends. After a few years and a few backpacking trips, someone mentioned a wilderness survival school that was offered through my university. Inside me, something just clicked. I broke out the course manual for the upcoming year, looked up the classes and, right as rain, there they were! I figured that I was out in the wilderness frequently anyways, so it would be wise to be able to survive unforseen circumstances. I've been hooked ever since.
In the words of one of the people who indirectly introduced me to wilderness survival, "I can't believe that I used to go backpacking without knowing what I know now!"
When I got into my upper teens, particularly when I left for college, I started venturing out into the wilds with my brothers and friends. After a few years and a few backpacking trips, someone mentioned a wilderness survival school that was offered through my university. Inside me, something just clicked. I broke out the course manual for the upcoming year, looked up the classes and, right as rain, there they were! I figured that I was out in the wilderness frequently anyways, so it would be wise to be able to survive unforseen circumstances. I've been hooked ever since.
In the words of one of the people who indirectly introduced me to wilderness survival, "I can't believe that I used to go backpacking without knowing what I know now!"