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[pct-l] Getting lost
Jeff, Rainmaker said you were looking for stories about getting lost, so
here's mine.
I became lost for a short while when I stopped somewhere in Oregon to search
for a spring. The guidebook said that the spring was located near a campsite
so I went there, took off my pack and scanned the terrain for the most likely
place that a spring would be. I thought I discerned a "trail" leading from
the camp to a likely looking area down hill from camp in a small depression.
I went about 100 yards along this trail before it petered out, carrying
nothing but my water bottle. I thought I saw an area for a likely spring and
went cross country to it. When I found no spring, I traveled to another place
and before I knew it, I was turned around and couldn't find the "trail" back
to the campsite and my pack. I searched in several directions and became
increasingly disoriented. A light rain was falling, and I could feel a panic
begin to swell up within me as I became increasingly wet from wandering
without a clue in the brush with no shelter at all. I forced myself to just
stop and think. I knew that the trail headed north. I knew that I had left
the trail to my right which meant I was to the east of the trail. I had no
compass or sun to use for a reference and no watch to use as a compass
either. But I knew that rain clouds almost always travel from west to east in
the Pacific Northwest. So I simply went in the direction that the clouds were
coming from and sure enough I came to the trail. I marked it and headed in
one direction until I came to a log across the trail that I recognized so I
turned around, went past my mark and soon came to the side trail leading to
the camp and my backpack. Whew, I felt relief. The spring was actually within
30 feet of the trail and I had walked right by it (there was no unusual
moisture loving vegitation around it to give it away) while focusing on the
camp site and then it's misleading side "trail. "