There were the in-between moments, too, the turning points, the long hours posted up at the airport during delays, the lesson learned that it's more about the journey than the destination. Backpacking in Sequoia really brought that point home.
What: a service trip coordinate by the Sierra Club. These 16 people signed up to camp, help eradicate invasive, non-native plants from the park, and explore the area with each other. A tenacious bunch.
Even though the phrase "youth leadership summit" is drier than the Mojave Desert, this one was practically Niagara Falls. We had absolutely no idea what to expect, but were pretty much sold once they gave each attendee a nifty trivia answering pad.
When I picture an "environmentalist," my mind does not immediately conjure up someone my age, but that's exactly what we found. The oldest person anywhere in the vicinity was 27. Time to partay... wholesome, campfire style.