A Memorable Farewell To The Bush I Love.. Oh Get Your Brains Out Of The Gutter!
Upon the realization that my courses had been registered for university, I made the pleasant decision to stay for the last two shifts, and am I ever glad.
It seems as if the scenery has gotten better and better as my season has progressed, and our latest campsite takes the prize for the most scenically pleasing of all. My tent is right next to a pure and rushing river, under the shadow of huge mountains. It has an almost zen like vibe to it, which makes getting up in the morning much more difficult. On the topic of natural beauty, the other day I witnessed the biggest and brightest darned rainbow I've ever seen in my entire life. It was a full arc, and all the colours looked like they were drawn on with a marker - it was surreal - in fact I even almost made the hike for the pot of gold... mmm lucky charms.. huh? what? where was I? ehhh.. anyway..
Breaking news! I planted a new personal record the other day - a whopping 2220 trees! It was a very tough slog, considering it was raining and my piece was rocky - but I did it. Cody and Dan one upped me by scoring 2500, but nonetheless I was still immensely satisfied. I've finally learned how not to be lazy, and the entire mantra behind self discipline, as well as the delicate art of "givin' er". The real secret is to take little to no breaks, and set goals by the hour -and reward yourself if you meet them (say with a homemade peanut butter cookie or two). The day will fly by if you're planting non stop, and it feels really good knowing how productive you are. But enough of that banter - I AM DONE TREEPLANTING BABY!
That's right: done. My last day was quick, fun, and somewhat emotional. Everybody clustered on one piece and we all planted just one bagup. I made sure my last tree was impeccably planted, and perfectly flagged - and we blasted some 80's tune (dancer in the dark I believe) and cracked open champagne. It was great. We also gave Dustin a gatorade shower with our colemans, except we used old dirty planter water instead of sticky alligatorade. Heheh he was pretty pissed for those two good seconds there, but the moment was shouting Kodak.
So know I'm back in the Peege (Pringe George-or Prince 'Hor-hey' if pronounced Spanishly), and I've washed my clothes - finally - after three weeks of sweaty b.o. funk, annnnd in three-ish days Cody, Dan, and I take the long trip home, via the miraculous hound so grey. I can't wait to be back home with the fam and friends, and show off my freakishly long hippy hair (heheh) - yet at the same time there's a deep part of me that will miss the bush. Not to mention sleeping in the cozy confines of a tent, waking up to a deliciously healthy breakfast, and pounding them trees in the ground. I've made a lot of new (and quirky) friends, some of whom I treat as my new brothers and sisters (sorry Dave and Kate.. hahah I'm kidding you're still my sisters), and alas this gap year has finally accomplished it's inevitable purpose- to figure out who the heck I am and.. stuff. But yeah, I've definitely changed a bit as a person - I guess I've matured somewhat.. somewhat.. treeplanting will do that to you. So I highly recommend, next summer, that you should all take a chance, do something adventurous, travel, and heck come treeplanting! It's such a kickass job.. better than Dollarama.. trust me.
So this will be the last entry for this interesting blog of mine, however stay tuned for more entries in the future, when I treeplant again, as a quasi-veteran! Huzzah! In the mean time, migrate on over to hamesjarris.blogspot.com to read about my life anew at home... and at uni-freaking-versity!
It's been a great journey, and I hope to see all of you soon,
Peace and Love,
James Harris the Music Man
It seems as if the scenery has gotten better and better as my season has progressed, and our latest campsite takes the prize for the most scenically pleasing of all. My tent is right next to a pure and rushing river, under the shadow of huge mountains. It has an almost zen like vibe to it, which makes getting up in the morning much more difficult. On the topic of natural beauty, the other day I witnessed the biggest and brightest darned rainbow I've ever seen in my entire life. It was a full arc, and all the colours looked like they were drawn on with a marker - it was surreal - in fact I even almost made the hike for the pot of gold... mmm lucky charms.. huh? what? where was I? ehhh.. anyway..
Breaking news! I planted a new personal record the other day - a whopping 2220 trees! It was a very tough slog, considering it was raining and my piece was rocky - but I did it. Cody and Dan one upped me by scoring 2500, but nonetheless I was still immensely satisfied. I've finally learned how not to be lazy, and the entire mantra behind self discipline, as well as the delicate art of "givin' er". The real secret is to take little to no breaks, and set goals by the hour -and reward yourself if you meet them (say with a homemade peanut butter cookie or two). The day will fly by if you're planting non stop, and it feels really good knowing how productive you are. But enough of that banter - I AM DONE TREEPLANTING BABY!
That's right: done. My last day was quick, fun, and somewhat emotional. Everybody clustered on one piece and we all planted just one bagup. I made sure my last tree was impeccably planted, and perfectly flagged - and we blasted some 80's tune (dancer in the dark I believe) and cracked open champagne. It was great. We also gave Dustin a gatorade shower with our colemans, except we used old dirty planter water instead of sticky alligatorade. Heheh he was pretty pissed for those two good seconds there, but the moment was shouting Kodak.
So know I'm back in the Peege (Pringe George-or Prince 'Hor-hey' if pronounced Spanishly), and I've washed my clothes - finally - after three weeks of sweaty b.o. funk, annnnd in three-ish days Cody, Dan, and I take the long trip home, via the miraculous hound so grey. I can't wait to be back home with the fam and friends, and show off my freakishly long hippy hair (heheh) - yet at the same time there's a deep part of me that will miss the bush. Not to mention sleeping in the cozy confines of a tent, waking up to a deliciously healthy breakfast, and pounding them trees in the ground. I've made a lot of new (and quirky) friends, some of whom I treat as my new brothers and sisters (sorry Dave and Kate.. hahah I'm kidding you're still my sisters), and alas this gap year has finally accomplished it's inevitable purpose- to figure out who the heck I am and.. stuff. But yeah, I've definitely changed a bit as a person - I guess I've matured somewhat.. somewhat.. treeplanting will do that to you. So I highly recommend, next summer, that you should all take a chance, do something adventurous, travel, and heck come treeplanting! It's such a kickass job.. better than Dollarama.. trust me.
So this will be the last entry for this interesting blog of mine, however stay tuned for more entries in the future, when I treeplant again, as a quasi-veteran! Huzzah! In the mean time, migrate on over to hamesjarris.blogspot.com to read about my life anew at home... and at uni-freaking-versity!
It's been a great journey, and I hope to see all of you soon,
Peace and Love,
James Harris the Music Man
posted by J-kash at 11:18 AM
1 Comments:
Yeah James! I knew you could do it! Can't wait to see ya back home man.
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