It was her first trip alone in the backcountry. It was getting dark. She was all soaked by the light rain. Short after, it started raining heavily. Lightning, thunders, wind… She reached a small island by her kayak. It was the nearest place where she could shelter from the storm. She was scared to death.
Her legs shook. She hugged her knees, stayed there numb and waited for the storm to end. She thought about the woman who issued her a permit. She looked as if she wanted to reprimand her for going into the backcountry alone. Then she thought about her family and friends back home. Their eyes were saying it was not safe for a woman alone out there. She spent few hours filled with mixed feelings and fear in the dark.
Were the others right? Are women capable of surviving into the wilderness alone? Then the storm ended. She succeeded. She survived.
She proved that women can take care of themselves even in the wilderness. She felt she could control the wilderness but not people. She wanted to say it out loudly it was the people in the front country that scared her the most.
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