
Widow’s Creek Falls at Stone Mountain State Park
We are from daypacks.
From Crazy Creek chairs and Nalgene bottles.
We are from North Carolina (mountain, piedmont, and coastal plain).
We are are from white pines, five needles per fascicle, open cones, fast-growing.
We are from group norms and trip goals.
From Melissa, Megan, and Chris.
We are from lifelong learners and explorers.
From “choose your own adventure” and “leave no trace.”
We are from Mother Nature and unplug, recharge.
We are from schools and museums.
Trail mix and Clif bars.
From eating our first meal in a bag to Chris showing us how to slide down Widow’s Creek Falls.
From using our five senses to notice, wonder, and reminisce.
Nature journals, data collection, cell phone pictures, and group stories.
We are from different backgrounds and experiences, but we all share the desire to inspire new explorers.

Waterfall sliding at Widow’s Creek Falls at Stone Mountain State Park, NC

First meal of the trip, rehydrated meals in a bag!
4 COMMENTS
Wendy L Hall
2 years ago
Love, love, love this first blog post and your poem!! So excited to follow your collective adventures.
Karen Anderson-Miller
2 years ago
Have an amazing time! Beautiful pictures…
Sarah Laws
2 years ago
I’m so excited to follow along and watch as you all embark on this life-changing journey! Wish I was there for round 2! Looking forward to meeting you all in November 😊
Ursula
2 years ago
Appreciate the recognition of the communal ties that unite your cohort in this opening day poem and your collective desire to inspire and bring us along on your adventure this week! So glad that it’s off to an incredible start! 🏕