My Hero's Journey-Personal Narrative

Bryan was special. He was also a donkey, and he was stuck with us for two days. My friend and I were in Philmont Scout camp, a high adventure backpacking trip that I went to last summer. The trip was one of the best experiences of my life, something that I look back on with fondness now, rather than I did at the time. About three quarters through our ten day trek we stayed the night at the old base camp, and had dutch oven food, showers, and root beer. It set us in high spirits for the rest of the trip. The next morning we picked out our donkey. Out of the 30 or 40 donkeys, one person in our group pointed out Bryan, so we picked him. We named him Bryan, though that wasn’t his real name, but we thought it described him pretty well. When we …show more content…
The first part of it was great with beautiful weather and a decent lunch, unfortunately that was the end of our luck for the day. Apparently, we missed the turn off for the trail. Okay, no big deal, so we turned back and found the right part of the trail. Now at this part of the trail, there was a mini stream, maybe 3 inches deep, and 2 or 3 feet across. This is where it got frustrating. At first we thought of this as no big deal, but Bryan was adamant about not crossing it. It wasn’t like we could pick him up, or push him, so we tried our best to get him across. We tried gentle encouragement, sportlike cheering, but nothing would get him to move. It was beyond frustrating; it was easy to cross, but nothing would move Bryan. To add to this, there were stormclouds rolling in, and we still hadn't gotten to camp to set up. Finally, after too long, he started moving, very slowly but it didn’t matter. After we got across we still had a small mountain to climb. The climb was rough because of our backpacks, but at least Bryan was moving. We stopped every 2 minutes or so at first, but then it started to rain. We started climbing as quickly as we could, one person even threw up. Finally getting to the top we set up camp and