It started on an awkward foot, I announced to the entire membership that the trip offered by Outward Bound was free and had 20 positions available. Then I had the far from enviable task of informing many of the people whom I respect and hold dear that Outward Bound revised its offer and we would need to pay $375 and only 10 of us could go.
Fortunately, the trip recovered, and on January 8th nine veterans and two civilian instructors went underway for six days that replenished our spirits, tanned our bodies and imprinted our lives. Many of us were afraid of forced sing alongs and contrived talks about our “feelings.” Instead, those with reservations were astonished with Outward Bound’s extraordinary ability to allow us to create our own culture while borrowing from their rich tradition.
If I could bottle a day it would pop like champagne with laughter, the ocean’s beauty and community. On the first day we were welcomed by a pod of dolphins playing underneath and around our vessel. Our instructors informed us that it was our duty to name the boat before the trip was over. In honor of one of the most underrated party foods ever served, and a serendipitous mis-hearing of Jeff Key’s suggestion, “Devil Dove”, we christened her the “Deviled Egg.”
February 25, 2011 9:30 - 10:30 am