West Jordan East Stake Pioneer Trek
Martin's Cove, Wyoming
August 3-6, 2011
How do I even begin describe Pioneer Trek?
It was definitely the most all-around hard experience I have ever put myself through. Physically (obviously), emotionally (duh), and spiritually (I'm in awe). I don't know if I have ever felt so many back-to-back testaments of the truthfulness of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
I was able to go on Trek as a youth leader, as a part of the YW Presidency I was
When we arrived at Martin's Cove the handcarts were immediately loaded and we started on our walk for the day, a mere five miles. That day we entered Dan Jones Cove, Martin's Cove, and had a river crossing. It was a fairly easy walk with minimal hills and no blisters for anyone in our ward at the end of the day. Spirits were high as we walked in to our camp- another thing the Pioneers didn't have and proceeded to set up our tents. There were some mean mosquitoes that night in Sage Creek Camp, but that's all anyone had to complain about. The evening was filled with delicious food, really good company, and a lot of frog catching (they were
The next morning began our first long day. Thursday dawned with a wonderful breakfast and a 16 1/2 mile walk before us. You'll notice I didn't just say 16 miles (as it would have been an easy round), when you've walked 16 miles pulling a heavy handcart, you notice E.V.E.R.Y. step of that last 1/2 mile. It was a long day. We had our fair share of troubles including, but definitely not limited to: a nasty sprained ankle on one of our biggest YSA's (he walked another five miles on it though), scarce water (totally unplanned), no communication with the Stake Base (see scarce water for how scary this actually was), knee issues, back issues, carrying a leader in the handcart, and BLISTERS! It was a long day. This was the third Trek for two individuals in our ward and they agreed that it was definitely the hardest and longest day they'd ever had on any Trek. But as we walked in to camp, our tents were set up and dinner was ready. To anyone taking notes for future Treks, GET CAMP JACKS! Life would have been so much more miserable had we not had Camp Jacks to set up our tents and throw our gear in the right spots.
Friday morning opened up another long day. 15 miles, but it included the Women's Pull up Rocky Ridge, more river crossings, and mud like you wouldn't believe. I don't know much about it because due to a scary allergic reaction one of my YW was having I stayed with her the entire day at camp. I was so upset at not being with the remainder of our group, but I know that this individual needed me that day. I also know that there was a greater purpose in my staying behind. I feel a lot more understanding towards the concept of leaving the 99 to go after the one. All I can say about this day is that when I finally saw our ward's handcart flags coming in to camp surrounded by our dusty, worn-out, muddy-teethed youth and leaders I felt a deep, deep appreciation for how Heavenly Father must feel watching us go through our daily trials. I have never been so happy to say the words, "Go jump in the river," and clean up and bandage so many ragged feet. I totally get why Heavenly Father wants to bless us.
I feel like I get a lot of things now. Not everything, and that's okay. But I understand so much more than I ever have. There was something about walking along the exact trail that the Pioneers did. A trail that saw a lot of pain and suffering, but ultimately gave way to a miraculous rescue. President Hinckley stated that Martin's Cove is hallowed ground. I could feel that. It is certainly sacred to me.
The following pictures are courtesy of Chris McConnehey. He's awesome, the end.
|Loading the buses, 4:30 AM|
|Flag: Handcart #1|
|Flag: Handcart #2|
|Flag: Handcart #3. They made these on the buses with no more than felt, scissors, and Elmer's glue. Awesome, right?|
|The first, and deepest, river crossing. The water was pretty cold in 90 degree weather. I cannot imagine having to cross it in the winter with no dry shoes to change into.|
|The men and YM wouldn't even consider letting the women and YW get the handcarts across.|
|Brother Newland (Stake Trek Master) and President Bowler (Stake President)|
|West Jordan East Stake|
|The first hill.|
|What goes down will also, likely, go back up.|
|Melanie, Shona, Allison|
When I came home from Trek Leah asked me what I did on Trek. I said, "I walked."
"Well, what else did you do?"
"I also, pulled a handcart."
"Okay Mom, I know you walked and pulled a handcart. But what else did you really do?"
In all honesty, nothing.