Wendy Westergard Journals
April 27, 1997
Summary: Introduction. Tents and stuff.
Journal entry: Greetings from The Great
Plains of Nebraska!!!! Hi my name is Wendy. I am a 20 year old college
student majoring in Park and Recreation.
Each day something new has occured. Every morning we get up at
5 a.m. and break camp. I sleep in the authentic tents. They are
a different experience than the modern day tents. This was my first
experience sleeping in a tent that doesn't have a bottom. Each night
is breezy. For the first time in my life I am waking up in the morning
with me head deep in my sleeping bag because it is cold.
Sometimes I walk and sometimes I ride on the wagons. In the morning
I like to walk because it keeps my blood circulating. The wagons
seem to fulfill the "fantasy" of the wagon train.
Each night we camp right next railroad tracks. Usually they are
soothing to fall asleep to.
Last night we had hash for dinner. Hash consists of potatoes, gravy,
bacon, and scrambled eggs. We used a very large skillet to cook
them over the coals from our fire. It was pretty good. We use tin
cups and plates to eat our meals. The children sit on our rugs to
eat, and the adults sit on our wooden chairs.
Outside each tent is braded or wooven rug. This makes our camp
seem like a home away from home. The kitchen is set up in a square.
Wooden crates holding some of our equipment are used to create work
space. We use two barrels set apart from each other that we put
a wooden board on top to make our table.
Each of the stakes used to stake the tents down are large metal
nails with a half circle hooked on the head of the stake. They are
used to hold down our strings no matter how far the nail goes into
the ground.
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