I really like to hike, but every now and then my excitement for getting out of the city gets the better of me. One day in particular I found myself bushwacking up the side of a small mountain...and right into a bear den! Thankfully no one was home. That didn't stop my from flying back to the ranger's station at the bottom, in what seemed like 5 seconds. The ranger confirmed I was lucky -- and gave me my first lesson on the dangers of bushwacking. Now I hike with a whistle and my trusty dog, Madison!
I have too many great memories... it really is a tie. However, two moments stand out, one similar to tmw and one just nice. The nice one was during one of our team challeneges when we built a waterproof shelter in less than 10 minutes - the teamwork was phenomenal, and it's nice to know the skill should I ever need it! The other was when my team was crossing and climbing a high series of rocks. One of them says to me, quite casually, "theres a snake up there" and the way he said it, he didn't sound serious. Fast forward 30 seconds. I run into said snake(s). I was at a moment where I was slipping on the side of the rock space and had to choose a nasty fall or getting close to the critter. Like magic, as soon as it moved toward me, I must've gained suction cups on my hand and feet - never moved that fast in my life! Ultimately, two guys bravely sandwiched me between them to get past the snakes. Definitly memorable! I laugh now, but it wasn't so funny then.
Oh yeah, it turns out it was not a dangerous one in the end, but heck, I wasn't taking any chances!