
Colorado Mountain College is just like any other college out there. It has classrooms, dorms, a dining hall, a campus and degree programs. One thing that makes CMC different however, is the actual atmosphere inside the classroom. Besides small class sizes, CMC is right in the middle of the Rocky Mountains... An amazing place to be. Because of this, Colorado Mountain College is notorious for its outstanding Outdoor Education program. Like most colleges, classes are conducted inside a classroom or lecture hall with a teacher and a chalkboard.

At CMC, outdoor education classes are conducted outdoors right where things matter most. Unfortunately for me, I am not in an outdoor education program however there is more to this story. At CMC, if you take 15 credits, the next 3 credits are free! With that being said, when I was registering for 2nd semester classes, I was stuck on 15 credits. I had no idea what I wanted to take so I figured I would use my free credits and take an Outdoor Education class. Since we were right in the heart of a mountain town, I thought that taking a class called Snow Orientation would be a ton of fun.
me being goofy
The first day of class we went over the basics of the class. The purpose of the class is to give students a better understanding of a back country winter environment while trying to learn about the natural history of the land in the process. Our teacher, Pete Huber, said we would be spending a total of 3 nights in the middle of the back country for 2 consecutive weekends. I have never been winter camping before so I was excited for what the trip entailed. At the time, little did I know that this would be one of the hardest things I would ever do in my entire life.

When the first day of the trip rolled around, I was up and awake at 7:00 a.m. sharp with all my gear ready. Our group of 12 met in the lower monson parking lot and that was where we piled in our huge heap of gear we would be needing for the part 1 of our trip. Since this was the first weekend, we were only going to spend 1 night in the wilderness so we can get a feel for how it is going to be. I wasn't too worried about 1 night so I didn't really put a lot of time and effort in what I had packed. Little did I know that I was going to be in for one hell of a time. at 7:30, we left the college and off we went! I am not sure of the exact place we went to however I do know that we were close to Steamboat Lake and Haans Peak.

While we were driving to our location, it was snowing quite hard. The road had accumulated about 6 inches on the ground and the heavy van/bus we were taking was having a hard time making it through the storm. A little ways up the road, our teacher Pete cut a turn too sharp and managed to get our vehicle stuck in the deep snow! Luckily for us, we all were equipped with our own shovels so we thought digging the bus out would be no problem. The picture to the right is us trying to dig the bus out. After 30 minutes of digging, we still got nowhere and had to call for backup. About two hours later, one of Pete's friends came to the rescue! Within no time, we were back on the road with only a 3.5 hour delay :(
The tow man saved our lives!!

When we got to our destination, everyone was eager to hit the trail quickly because our daylight was precious and we were behind schedule. Once we got everything situated, we hit the trail. At this point, I knew that there would be no turning back now. After 10 minutes of hiking, I was exhausted! My 30 pound pack and 12 pound sled I was trailing was getting heavier by the second.

Although it was 20 degrees outside, I was sweating profusely and I had to shed layers down to my undershirt. Even with no clothes on I was still hot. About an hour into the hike we were only 1/3 of the way there and it was snowing harder the further uphill we went. We stopped briefly for a lunch break but we had to kick it into high gear in order to make it to camp before it got dark. When we made it to base camp, the first thing we did was set up our tarp tents.
Amazing pic I took while we were hiking

Everyone had specific jobs to teach to the class. Jared gave us a thorough class demo on how to build a tarp enclosure. He covered everything from snow carving, tarp material, knots, to securing the tarp to the ground. He made everything look so easy so me and my partner were not worried about the construction. Once again, I had underestimated things and building a tarp shelter is very difficult.

Especially when your fingers are completely numb from the extreme cold. Fortunately for us, we managed to erect our beautiful hobo shack for it was going to be home for a night. After the tarps were set up, I was excruciatingly cold and immensely hungry. We cooked dinner over our 1 precious stove and melted snow for the morning. Dinner was not so great. We had packed those grab and go rice boxes and it was very un palatable. I knew that for the next week, I would go all out on buying substantial food.
This was me and my partners tarp structure

As soon as the sun went down, I was exhausted and cold. I wanted to go to sleep but I was simply just too cold to even do so. Me and a few kids were feeling the same way so we spent the rest of our energy building a fire pit. Boy did that fire warm my freezing ass up and boy did it feel amazing. I wanted to sit by the fire all night but eventually it would go out and I would be forced to go to the hobo tent. When I did manage going back to the tent, it was extremely hard getting dressed for sleep. I had nowhere to stand, and nowhere to put my clothes. It had to be done though. After 20 minutes of getting dressed for sleep, I finally made it in my life sustaining sleeping bag. I went to sleep faster than I have gone to sleep in a long time. Surprisingly, I was not that cold in the tarp. Maybe a little shivers every now and then but considering we were outside in the middle of the winter, it was not too bad.
The new and improved hobo shack

Waking up the next day was very hard. It may have been tolerable inside my sleeping bag but as soon as I got out of my sleeping bag, I began to shiver uncontrollably. I had nowhere to stand because I had no shoes and there was snow everywhere. The first thing I tried to do was put my boots on. Tried is the key word in that sentence. When I tried to put my boots on, there was one problem. The entire boot structure was frozen solid. Even the laces were frozen to the boot making it impossible for me to even slip my foot in. After 30 (yes 30) minutes of breathing on my boots, I finally was able to slip my foot in them. My feet would be frozen ice cold for the next 2 hours. Once I got outside the tarp, I eagerly made breakfast. Everyone else in our camp had quality food like omlets, oatmeal, hot chocolate etc. Me and my partner had bagels. That was it. Just bagels. Once again, I realized that we packed very immaturely as far as food went. Bagels simply don't cut it when you are out in the wilderness.

Since everyone was feeling similar to me, we packed our bags early and took off back to the bus. I was so relieved that I had survived the impervious night for it was one of the hardest things I had ever done. The hike back to the bus was easier for we were going downhill. Slowly but surely we made it back and my body was in survival mode. I didn't want to do anything but take a hot shower. That was all that was on my mind. Hot shower. Hot shower. Boy was that the most incredible hot shower I have ever taken. After the first weekend was over, I knew there was a lot I would have to change if I was going to survive part 2.