That's Wikipedia's definition of orienteering. And I'd say I met at least four out of the five qualifications that make it orienteering, at least.
I did have a map, so that's one check. A compass? Another check. Diverse and unfamiliar terrain? Definitely. "Moving at speed"? Well, no, not really. Navigational skills? Yeah!
...Or, I had thought so, until yesterday.
Here's what happened:
I chose Route 4, which had 10 points to look for on the map and was about 3.1 km long. The goal is to begin at the starting point, find the first listed point, then the next point, and the next point, etc., until finally you end up relatively close to the beginning again. On Route 4, the first point I was supposed to find was marker number 56.
It started out well.
I found a lot of trees. |
Seriously. |
Somehow I instead found myself on the edge of a clearing and realized that I was lost and should probably turn around, so I did, and...
Salvation! |
The next obstacle was a field of waist-high ferns.
They looked so innocent. |
Somehow I lost my map in the ferns, but I soon found it again.
Probs a fern conspiracy. |
I then continued south, and my navigation skills followed. I decided that I had passed marker 75, so I turned and tried to go back, but I got lost again. After walking for a bit, I found a road!
SALVATION! |
It did. :D |
Until this Thursday when I'll do it again. :D
I'll try to add some of my macro shots at the end of each post, just to keep things interesting...