Finding My Way...

   OK. So, I've told everybody how I found my piece of the wilderness to take care of. It's a pretty big piece -- big enough to get lost in. On account of people have a way of walking in one big circle when they aren't following a compass, or navigating by landmarks. Our piece of the wilderness is mostly woods, so it's easy for that to happen. Which was why we decided to get a compass and learn how to use it.

   I didn't know how it worked when I first got one. To me, it just looked like some weird watch, only with letters instead of numbers.  But I like doing research (finding out things other people don't know, heh, heh, heh...) so, I did a google search and found out how to use it. Then I told Buddy how, and we practiced. Man-- we're so good at it, now, I can get dropped off anywhere on the planet and find my way back, again. And I don't mind saying I'm pretty proud of that.

   Anyway, I was talking to the staff over at WKC, and they said my patrol and I could do a class on it. Which means I would have to let everybody in on the kind of compass we use (way cool), but it's for a good cause if it helps other Wilderness Protectors get started. Besides that, we're gearing up for a contest to pick out the coolest piece of wilderness to protect, and I wouldn't want it on my conscience if anybody got lost out there looking for one.

   I guess once you're a captain, you can't help feeling like one all the time -- even when you're not with your patrol. I don't know how that happened. I don't mind, though. Actually, I sort of like it. So, if you need any questions answered while you're out looking for your own piece of wilderness, you can leave them in the comment section of my journal, here. If I don't know the answer, I'll find out. Even if I have to time travel.

   Seriously.
     W.K.

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