the night drinking a few cups and listening. Listening intently for any message that could possibly come across the airwaves.
Chapter Nine
Searching for Answers
“Ask, and it shall be given
you: seek, and ye shall find:
knock, and it shall be opened
unto you:”
- St. Matthew 7:7
A blue jay was squawked outside as I opened my eyes. I got out of the bunk that I had finally become comfortable sleeping. That is I was comfortable knowing I was sleeping on a platform that served as someone’s coffin for years. There was a bedding of grass underneath a blanket for a cushion, but it was exactly the type of mattress you would want to purchase. Then again I was lucky to even have had blankets at all. Bringing a couple blankets and my sleeping bag to the cabin the other year was the best move I had ever made. All the blankets including my comforter had been taken or burned at the camper. I’m sure I would have been forced to take a trip to town if I had none. There was no way anyone would survive the winter without any.
The cabin was very bright inside which told me it was later in the day. Heat was beginning to fill the main room in the cabin, and the stuffiness was almost too much to bear. After cracking some windows that opened with swinging hinges, I walked to the door to open that and let the air in. The cabin began to finally breathe as I stepped out into the front and walked over to the look out. The sun was not yet high noon, but it was very close to it. Apparently I had slept the whole morning away. No wonder though, as I had been up most of the night consuming coffee and listening to broken signals on the radio. I hadn’t been able to get a strong hit on the signal, but I was determined to continue trying until I did. Today’s agenda was returning to the camper and stripping wire from it to use as an antenna. I think if I got enough wire together I could run it between some trees to cover a greater area of reception. My only hope was that there was enough wire at the camper to do it with.
Grabbing the canteen and coffee pot, I headed to the spring to get water. I had used all my water supplies last night during my celebration. Things seemed different today somehow. Maybe it was because I finally had a run of luck where I had been living nothing but a bad streak. It didn’t matter what the reason was, I was feeling better than I had in a long time. I was now on a mission and driven by purpose. Probably one of the strongest allies you could have in a survival situation. Retrieving the water from the spring, I returned to the cabin where I started to warm water for a couple cups of coffee. The coffee was definitely nearing its end now, and I was going to have to go without sooner than anticipated.
As I waited for the water to boil I got my cup and filter system ready. I didn’t have the filter I had been using anymore, so now I used the basket from the percolator and lined it with a bandanna before adding the coffee grains. It wasn’t the smoothest of inventions, but it worked and saved me from brewing an entire pot. Laying the coffee basket on a rock after I was finished, I then went into the cabin to retrieve a chair and place it out front by the lookout. Sitting here with my coffee was a peaceful experience that I enjoyed greatly. Taking advantage of anything that made you feel good out here was extremely important. It provided an escape from what otherwise would be a miserable experience. Before the water began to boil the radio was checked to see if anything had changed. Nothing was coming over the airwaves now. Not even the distorted signal could be heard. Placing the radio on the table in the cabin, I turned and walked outside to check on the water. It was now piping hot and ready for my morning cup.
Steam rose into the air as I slowly added water to the basket. I had to tilt the basket
Chapter Nine
Searching for Answers
“Ask, and it shall be given
you: seek, and ye shall find:
knock, and it shall be opened
unto you:”
- St. Matthew 7:7
A blue jay was squawked outside as I opened my eyes. I got out of the bunk that I had finally become comfortable sleeping. That is I was comfortable knowing I was sleeping on a platform that served as someone’s coffin for years. There was a bedding of grass underneath a blanket for a cushion, but it was exactly the type of mattress you would want to purchase. Then again I was lucky to even have had blankets at all. Bringing a couple blankets and my sleeping bag to the cabin the other year was the best move I had ever made. All the blankets including my comforter had been taken or burned at the camper. I’m sure I would have been forced to take a trip to town if I had none. There was no way anyone would survive the winter without any.
The cabin was very bright inside which told me it was later in the day. Heat was beginning to fill the main room in the cabin, and the stuffiness was almost too much to bear. After cracking some windows that opened with swinging hinges, I walked to the door to open that and let the air in. The cabin began to finally breathe as I stepped out into the front and walked over to the look out. The sun was not yet high noon, but it was very close to it. Apparently I had slept the whole morning away. No wonder though, as I had been up most of the night consuming coffee and listening to broken signals on the radio. I hadn’t been able to get a strong hit on the signal, but I was determined to continue trying until I did. Today’s agenda was returning to the camper and stripping wire from it to use as an antenna. I think if I got enough wire together I could run it between some trees to cover a greater area of reception. My only hope was that there was enough wire at the camper to do it with.
Grabbing the canteen and coffee pot, I headed to the spring to get water. I had used all my water supplies last night during my celebration. Things seemed different today somehow. Maybe it was because I finally had a run of luck where I had been living nothing but a bad streak. It didn’t matter what the reason was, I was feeling better than I had in a long time. I was now on a mission and driven by purpose. Probably one of the strongest allies you could have in a survival situation. Retrieving the water from the spring, I returned to the cabin where I started to warm water for a couple cups of coffee. The coffee was definitely nearing its end now, and I was going to have to go without sooner than anticipated.
As I waited for the water to boil I got my cup and filter system ready. I didn’t have the filter I had been using anymore, so now I used the basket from the percolator and lined it with a bandanna before adding the coffee grains. It wasn’t the smoothest of inventions, but it worked and saved me from brewing an entire pot. Laying the coffee basket on a rock after I was finished, I then went into the cabin to retrieve a chair and place it out front by the lookout. Sitting here with my coffee was a peaceful experience that I enjoyed greatly. Taking advantage of anything that made you feel good out here was extremely important. It provided an escape from what otherwise would be a miserable experience. Before the water began to boil the radio was checked to see if anything had changed. Nothing was coming over the airwaves now. Not even the distorted signal could be heard. Placing the radio on the table in the cabin, I turned and walked outside to check on the water. It was now piping hot and ready for my morning cup.
Steam rose into the air as I slowly added water to the basket. I had to tilt the basket
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