A Funny Thing Happened On the Trail of Life
Every morning we would tear down the shelters, roll up our packs and hit the trail for anywhere between 2-10 miles. When we arrived at our campsite for the day, we would unpack and make camp. In the middle of nowhere, the desert of Utah, there was a stillness there that spoke to the soul. A deep quiet so strong and peaceful it is my belief that this desert magic could soothe the confusion and the difficulties of the teens who came.