The one-month program in the backcountry that I was forced to join was intimidating to me. It was a conservation summer camp at the Rocky Mountain National Park. Also, by back country, I mean there is no toilet, no internet, nor wild animal protection. I could definitely say that this was an outdoor survival camp, the food was proportioned for ten people so that we wouldn’t starve to death by the time the next supply arrives. The weather there was also not considered mild, it poured rain every afternoon and our things needed a couple days to get dry. Up till now, if you think I am writing a negative essay to express my anger, you are wrong! This program is actually an upbeat camp that builds character.

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