Camped out at the beach. Put up a tent for the first time alone, built a fire, cooked steak, did yoga on the beach. It was fantastic!! Prayed, read the bible, spent time alone with my thoughts and God. Took so many photos.
It was too short!
How I did it: When I was 18 I did a solo night in Wyoming, but we did a simple tarp/rope shelter then. This time, the biggest thing I needed to overcome was the anxiety that I wouldn't be able to set up the tent poles by myself. Bending them into position can be a little tricky. So I spent a slightly embarrassing afternoon trying to set up my tent in my living room on my own. But I learned a few tips that helped me use my own strength and a few tricks of physics to get the tent up. For example, to get the third tent pole fully bent usually takes two people. I managed to do it by wedging it between a few rocks to hold it in place. Once I knew I could do that, I knew I could go it on my own.
Lessons & tips: Think about the basics. Can you:
get shelter by yourself?
feed yourself?
defend yourself?
Resources: The Pennsylvania State Parks system
Camped out at the beach. Put up a tent for the first time alone, built a fire, cooked steak, did yoga on the beach. It was fantastic!! Prayed, read the bible, spent time alone with my thoughts and God. Took so many photos.
It was too short!
I’ve booked the spot …at the beach.. but Im so afraid of night times alone. For those of you who have done this, how do you stave off the night time fear?
I feel this is a right of passage and I know if I can get through this that I’ll feel strong..also I am aching for the solitude I’ll feel. Ahhh calmness!
I did this a while back… One Friday afternoon I decided to go on a roadtrip to Mpumalanga (South Africa). So I packed, got in may car and left without thinking about it. I pitched camp in Sabie (a beautiful place in the mountains) and stayed over for 2 days. It was wonderful and nostalgic since I visited all the places I used to love going to as a child.
mib7 is so behind!
I was on a university summer program in New Hampshire, and I missed going on a big group hiking/mountain climb/camping trip due to strep throat. Everyone else went and I had to stay behind! I was crushed!
A week later, however, someone joked that I should do that trip alone. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to. So I did. I was dropped off at the foot of Mount Chicorea. I climbed up for an hour or two, made camp, made dinner and slept over. The next morning, I went to the peak by myself. It was beautiful and I felt so accomplished!