Saturday, July 29, 2006

Kamp Kah nee ta Day Three

The day began at 6:30 with a rousing, “Let’s rock and roll,” from Coach Miller. The temperature is about 60 degrees, but everyone knows that will change soon. We grab a bite of breakfast and then head to the trailhead, about a mile away, for our final run of camp. This is another traditional run which we do every year. If you have been to camp before, you know what to expect. Standing in the parking lot Coach Miller points to our destination – a butte to be reached by 1500’ of winding trail dug out of the hillside. So, if you haven’t been to camp before you think, “Oh *****.” In the beginning the run/walk moves up steeply and then levels out to a nice running area, but soon begins to climb. Rounding the first hill just brings the second hill into view. Up we go single file snaking our way to the top. Once on the top it is a short jog to where we gather for photos. Again we are able to see nearly the entire Oregon Cascades. Down below we can see our camp, with the tee pees and pool. Being at this altitude really makes one realize what an oasis Kah nee ta is, surrounded by brown grassy hills.
The trip down is just a matter of running where we can and walking where we must. Some of the guys tack on a little bit at the end when we get to camp.
Breakfast consists of muffins, apples, cereal and watermelon and whatever else is edible. We have a meeting and discuss what needs to be accomplished during August. Coach Miller emphasizes that everyone should get cleared. The first official practice will be August 21. We do a quick evaluation and all agree that everyone felt included. The athletes that had been here before said this was the best camp yet.
After quickly packing our cars and watching Gunnar and Connor sweep out the tents we head out. Our first stop will be the Subway at Sandy and then home. Another Capital Cross Country tradition is over. Some of the Seniors realize this is their last Kamp Kah nee ta and they are noticeably sad.

A big thanks to all of the parents that make this happen and especially the PHAT Dads. Perhaps next year some PHAT Mom’s will come along.