Although we love being outside and walking in the forest, hiking with the kids has only been a quarterly event at best, with a few small treks into the wilderness with the family St Bernard. We are not the most avid trekkers, but do our best to be one with nature … blend in with the wildlife and pretend we know how to survive. We watch “Naked & Afraid“, “Bear Grylls” and of course the awesome “Dual Survival“. The latter makes me laugh just looking at the dude pretending to be a native indian. I’m sure he can survive any environment, but not sure he needs to have braids!
It has to be said, the family dog is rarely impressed being dragged through the wide forest paths, shrieking at any strange sound or movement from the forest. A squirrel runs across the path and one would think the dog would be flying after it, but not our dog! When doing her business, her lazy gaze scouts the perimeter making sure no evil chipmunk or other animal with teeth is ready to attack.
Now, let’s talk about the family and how we “blend in” and become one with Mother Nature. Let’s be clear, we are not the Wilderness Family!
I for one is probably 30lbs overweight, pale as chalk, dehydrated within the first mile and tend to forget my actual walking shoes and end up walking the entire trek in my flip-flops, plus sweating a fair bit which makes my clothes look like patchwork. I’m a true tourist in this wast scenic country that’s build for proper explorations and not the back garden of a Dublin (Ireland) estate where the meanest animal is a black crow.
My wife, aka Amazing Gordita, tend to wear her runners, jeans and a designer t-shirt … you gotta look sharp in the wilderness. She will often start humming and singing, pretending she’s in some sort of Disney movie, explore the berry bushes, snap some cool pictures and help our song along.
Our oldest daughter who one would think that, based on her eager involvement with the Girl Scouts, she would be naturalist in the family … and she is, but only through her obsessive iPhone photo lens or surfing National Geographic. Well, most times she might be watching some strange Disney show.
My son hates walking in the forest, especially because the roads are uneven, there are way too many flying buzzers of all sorts, he dislikes the shrubs, sweats profoundly and he is determined to find the quickest way back to the starting point.
Then you have Xena the Warrior, our youngest girl, who is natural-born predator. She hunts around in the forest, with stealth like tactics, sneaking up on wild life and various berries, exploring the undergrowth of the forest – and ninja punches mosquitos. I’m sure if she got stung by any insect, she would pee on it to reduce the itching.
Despite our in abilities to blend in with nature, we love exploring the wild. At least from the safety of the Costa Rican tour bus or Six Flags Safari tour. We do love spending time in the camp where we are members and have plenty of battles with the aggressive mosquitos when trying to visit the outhouse. Any bug that might swoosh by will send shivers down our spines and cause uncontrollable arm movements, while trying to get the spray or zapper.
We are NOT the Wilderness Family, but we enjoy life