Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Blog 4: Farm & Wilderness to the Kingsbury Farmhouse

Dear Friends & Family,

Our second leg was a success! From spoon carving to tree identification, we learned new skills each and every day.  Cassandra Sherts, 2014 Vermont Semester Alumni joined us for the entirety of this leg, and brought along her own knowledge of life on the trail.

 On March 7th, long-time Kroka teacher Chris Knapp joined us for a two-day live-over. and shelter-building workshop.  On Sunday morning we awakened early and followed Chris into the woods. He led us to the shelter he had carefully created the evening before and described the key elements of successfully building and using such a shelter. The main elements we sought were: protection from the wind, the nearness of resources, (such as boughs and firewood) and a good reflector/base wall. After the lesson, we broke into pairs and went in search of shelter sites. Some picked overturned tree roots, others chose the sides of rocks, and others still decided to build their own reflector walls.  Once locations had been agreed on and our temporary homes created, we built fires and began cooking ourselves dinner. The rest of the night's events were unique to each group: some stayed awake all night to tend their fire and others settled down in their sleeping bags to get some well-earned sleep. The next morning was a joyful reunion of tired smiles, hugs, and hilariously exaggerated stories. We relished a breakfast cooked by teachers, bid farewell to Chris and set out on our skis.
            
As the leg wore on, we began to find ourselves coming across outsiders more and more often. Just two days before we reached Kingsbury farm, we made some particularly memorable friends. We sat at the bottom of Lincoln Gap, resting and practicing our tree identification before making the long uphill trek to find camp. Down the trail came two friendly faces who stopped to make conversation on the way to their car. After a pleasant exchange, they brought out some sweets that seemed almost foreign after being on trail for so long. However, this was not the extent of their generosity…
            
The following day, we had a unique agenda. Leaving our camp set up, we received some visitors from Kroka: Hanah, Meg, Lisl, and Nimrod. Our merry crew then proceeded to hike up to the top of Sugarbush, and had an enjoyable ski down the mountain- all without packs! To get back to camp, the group made their way back to Lincoln Gap and happened to pass a junction with the Catamount Trail on the way. We found a note and were soon led to a trail sign laden with goodies. Chris and Sue, if you are reading this, you are true angels!
            
This leg of our trip was full of adventures, many more than can be described in the short period of time I am given to write this update. We are all overjoyed to be here at Kingsbury Farm preparing for our last leg of winter trail; 18 days of skiing, natural history, and adventure. We are sending our love and joy out to our parents, loved ones, and the Kroka community at large.

Happy almost spring!
           
- Mayah 







Andrew and Nathanael:
“We enjoyed the creativity of building a frame with Y sticks as well as creating a bough floor and back wall reflector and then settled down in our sleeping bags warmed by the radiating rock wall and protected from the falling snow by our slanted roof. The next morning we skied in to camp and enjoyed a warm bowl of kasha.”




Mayah and Emma:
“Our shelter was constructed relatively quickly and efficiently, and by the time the sun set the fire was lit and dinner was cooking. We had the interesting challenge of making spaghetti in a frying pan, but it worked out in the end and our meal was concluded with delicious cheesy biscuits created by Emma. The rest of the night consisted of reading, conversation, and fire watching. In the morning we skied back to camp with a better understanding of each other and the wilderness we are existing in.”



Sam and Chase:
“We started early and ended early! A lot of creative ideas were bounced around, and the finished product was something we were proud to call home for the night, even if our roof looked like it was “laid by a bunch of wild boys, not Cree women.” We slept warm, and had a blast in the woods.”



Cat, Rachel and Noa:
“The perfect work-brings me through day and into night as a complete reflection of my inner soundness working under swaying trees, bent into the bush, then hushing beside a flame; arms entangled around friends and our central tree, and waves of warmth. The snow falls just beyond my nose, the moon wanes, the stars pour down. I am safe in every move.”



Ezra and Jamie:
We built a shelter using two fallen trees to our advantage. We shoveled out the snow and then laid poles and evergreen boughs over the sides. Just as our dinner was finished, we realized that the fire was a little bit too close to the wall, and decided to evacuate. Nevertheless, we had a great night.











Alone with a fire


Letter to fire
Chase
To my friend and companion old man fire:
I wanted to thank you for the natural warmth you give me. The idea of warmth comes from you and is used greatly. To me fire is a source of life and can die but always is brought back.

You give many people hope and love with all the things you can do. Individuals consume this energy without knowing what its greatest power is. To me its “life” it can take or give hope and life that is more powerful than the warmth it gives.

To that I thank you with my being and inner warmth. Thank you for life, hope, warmth, and love.

With regards,
Chase Jaye


Mayah’s Haiku
The wind shall carry
Bolder breath into your lungs,
Even through blizzards





Digging out a shelter


Our "Quinzee" Snow Shelter


Here they come!

There they go!




Mount Abe




Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Blog 4: Leg One of Expedition

Dear Family & Friends,

           Our first weeks of travel were full of learning, laughter and movement. Each day that we make and break camp, we become just a little bit more efficient. With a little bit of help and a lot of willpower, we have learned all of the skills required to live outdoors during the winter months.

            Our travel days consist mainly of eating, skiing and sleeping. First comes breakfast, a study block, and breaking camp. About three hours after we rise, we are ready to pull on our packs and move onwards. We strap on skis and say farewell to our temporary home. From there, it is all movement. We spend the majority of our day talking, trekking up hills, breaking trail, falling down hills, eating, and reflecting as we constantly glide towards our next destination. At the end of the day we choose a good place to camp, and split up into groups: some head out again to collect boughs, others find our firewood, and the rest are left to set up the tent. This whole process may take us hours, but we are kept working by our excitement for dinner and the warmth that awaits. When firewood is cut and split, boughs are laid inside the tent, and dinner is cooking, we pull on our slippers and clamber into our candle lit sanctuary at last.

            Due to our studies, Misha has nicknamed us all as characters from The Odyssey. We have fun trying to use Homeric language as we go about our daily tasks, and come up with creative epithets for one another as we ski along. In addition to English, we enjoyed a short wilderness medicine course where we learned about the risks that come with outdoor living, and how to prevent and deal with different situations that could arise while on trail.

            As students begin to do long shares, (fifteen minutes of time for an individual to share about themselves with the group), the community is starting to shape itself in new and beautiful ways. With every task we accomplish and every meal we share we become more interdependent. At the same time we are seeing one another and ourselves more clearly with every bend in the trail. As individuals are pushed beyond their comfort zone by the long days and chilly nights, we are day by day discovering parts of our beings that we never knew existed. This is the beauty of carrying all that you need upon your back… This is the beauty of life on trail.

Creative writing from the trail:
The Language of the Heart
Rachel
There is a language that we are developing here, within the canvas walls of our tent and the boundless freedom of the wilderness. Is it there in Ezra’s ever moving hands, in Hazel’s joyous laughter, in the small sudden smile of Cat. Whenever I see Andrew, lost in thought while leaning against a centuries old maple or Mayah curled up in a corner with pen flying across the pages of her journal or Emma bent over her maps, it feels like the world is all contained within that moment. The stove with sides glowing red under Chase’s care warms our small world and allows us to venture out into the wider and wilder one. We few who brave this winter with naught but the packs on our backs, we are learning to speak without words; we are finding the language of heart.

Welcome To Vermont
Sam
There is always traffic roaring
Over roads
And under bridges pouring
Dull metal in luxury

Light Filled Beings
Mayah
As ice and grit envelope our bones,
We are constantly embraced by a deep desire for light.
Our cells soak up what little they find;
Great puddles of warmth being stored
Just below our freezing skin.
We must not forget what it is we hold out for-
That on the darkest of nights we may still find home.
That we may notice it all inside of ourselves,
Tucked away in corners we have yet to explore.
This is but the beginning…
Keep searching.


Cold Hands
Sammy
My hands are coldest
Returning from morning poops
After using snow


I asked a few people to describe first leg in one word… Here’s what they said.

Ezra: “Immersing”
Nathanael  “New-but-yet-familiar”
Noa  “Challenging”
Jamie  “Growing”
Izzy  “Hungry Mongrels!”
Emma  “Mountains”
Cat  “Orientation”


Some quotes from students:

Andrew
“We are surrounded by grandparents of the forest”

Hazel
“I remember on the first day getting on skis after the road walk and skiing down to Lake Warren… my backpack was so heavy and I was thinking, ‘how on earth am I going to do this?’ It’s just an incredible feeling to be at the end of leg one. I feel so accomplished.”

Chase
“I remember when I first started skiing, I fell constantly. Now I fly down hills all the time and it feels so easy.”

Crossing the Connecticut River...frozen for the first time in Kroka semester history

Chase carrying the titanium stove dutifully

Crossing Saxton's River



Students making bread-on-a-stick at the CCC cabin in Grafton

Jamie

You can guess what is about to happen...

A beautiful learning moment caught on camera

Hazel, well equipped with twigs for the fire screen.

Winter campsite

Mayah splitting wood for the evening's meal

A stunning contrast of light on forest greens.

Izzy practicing the self-arrest on a beautifully groomed snowmobile trail.

The semester crew at Mayah's family Farmhouse.

Skiing down Tinker Brook. The perfect opportunity to practice telemark turns.



Thursday, February 12, 2015

Blog 3: Semester Departure

The Vermont Semester has begun their journey North! 

Heading out across Lake Warren
Heading West on Rt. 123
We will see them biking down this very same road in May, except they will be headed east!

Student/Teacher Goals for the Semester


Sammy
For everyone to be present

Rachel
I don't want to break myself, my skis, or any needles

Ezra
I want to push myself in ways that I don't at home

Izzy
I wish to find home within myself so that I can build relationships with the rest of the community

Mayah
I shall learn to build a home inside of myself

Sam
I really want to learn sustainable living

Trina

To be able to speak and act in a way that people feel free to disagree or have an opinion

Andrew
I want to appreciate each moment: find love in work

Hazel
Learn to live by the sun rather than by my watch

Cat
I want to welcome myself home - for good. Observe life as a walker- endlessly. Center self

Chase 
That the community will help each other safely and comfort one another





Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Blog 2: Base Camp Update

           
It is an exciting week at base camp with expedition only a day away. We began our week with brand new chores, and had a wonderful breakfast of eggs and leftovers (lots and lots of leftovers thanks to families). Then, we settled into an expedition meeting where we talked in depth about our progress with our Big Jobs, and what more needs to be done before we depart. Sunday was spent working on food pack out, which is an enormous job with the many hungry mouths that we have to feed on trail. We packed spaghetti, rice, and beans, and enough chocolate (cut with an ax!) to keep the sweet teeth in our group satisfied through the long days of skiing.

Prepping the chocolate for semester snack bags.


Parent Day 
Saturday had base camp full of smiling faces as we happily reconnected with our families, introduced them to our fellow students, and showed them around the farm, which has become our home over the course of the past few weeks. Everyone had a blast rehearsing and preforming our one-minute skit, singing, sledding, chopping wood, and catching up with one another. On behalf of our whole community, I send out a huge thank you to all of those who helped to make our parent potluck so special!

We will be sleeping on the stage of the Boat House tonight so that we can depart early tomorrow morning. We are excited to be the first semester team in years to be skiing right from Kroka. Our next update will come in two weeks from our first layover at Farm and Wilderness!

Rachel and Hazel showing their dwelling.

Jamie, Hazel, Sam, and Cat smiling after splitting wood with families.
  
A few words from our student food coordinators:
Food pack out is going very well, we are almost finished packing the 7 million calories that we will be consuming between our departure and sky meadow.

Jamie and Izzy with some of the food students dehydrated for semester



This is Breathing
Anonymous Creative

I am unlimited;
Child of dust,
Child of song and light,
Child of every molecule-
Every intangible idea
that ever crossed the threshold of your mind.
Child of the northern wind and
The endlessly starry sky,
child of the ceaseless sun:

A silent oath is whispered this night
That no small stain of death shall tare at my insides
until at last they are expelled with a sigh.

Laurel teaching Rachel about rasping.

Ezra fitting his knife in the vice.

Noa, Rachel, and Mayah enjoying the snow.
Andrew shaping his knife handle.

Cat working on her handle.

Chase working on his tele turns. 

Nathanael going over a jump.

Misha and Emma setting the course for Leg 1.