[English Version]
Hello community! I am glad to finally have found the opportunity to talk here, especially about my journey in scouting that unlike how many may think, when I say "my journey" I want to show you special moments full of anecdotes of my patrol and other patrols of the scout troop to which I belonged, more than for the achievements, advancements and certificates I got, today I show you the wonderful moments I had with the Martin Pescador family, the patrol to which I belonged.
Two of my friends from school had invited me to the scouts back in 2019, I attended about three activities and then I stopped going because it had not attracted me so much, however, in 2021 more or less in March or April I was invited again but in this case to another patrol, a patrol that at that time did not have as many patrol members as now, was there when we decided to go my friends and I to basically raise a patrol hehehehe. We were four new and two who had already been there for a while, who would have thought that that moment would only be the beginning of endless anecdotes.
It's funny that there are no better quality photos than these of our first days there.
The first big activity we had was a rally in which we basically walked and jogged through the center of Barquisimeto, the stations were the squares that were in the area. However, this activity does not even come close to compare to the Regional Wide Game (JAR). We still remember the JAR as one of the best activities we attended, by that point we were already prepared for the activities that would take place and everything flowed very well as far as the activities were concerned, in fact, we came within a hair's breadth of winning. It was fascinating, it was literally a race since the stations went from the west of Barquisimento (the sports center was our first station, in fact) to the Farid Richard, obviously the mother of our guide took us from one point to another because otherwise it would take us a lot of work, a patrol had to do that and they deserve all respect for the effort they made.
Now, the JAR was only in August, a month later we would get the craziest, funniest, tragic day, which takes the lead among anecdotes when we talk about the scouts. It was an excursion to La Olla, everything went great in fact, in the morning we walked about 6km and arrived at the well where we would be at about 1-2pm and we had a great time to relax there, it was well worth the hike. The thing would come in the evening.... We set up the tents before dark at a crossroads along the way and we had two tents to split up as there were about 7 of us. We were supposed to have activity at night and something happened that was expected to happen, it started to rain.... The tent we had was mostly for dry places and in that tent we were 4 inexperienced people watching how the tent flooded like the Titanic HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. The tent was a bit steep because we were in a place that was between flat and a small slope, which coincidentally that slope became a river when it rained, if only we had been steeper we could have been one with the river. Anyway, our patrol guide went to our tent and helped us using blankets as channels that made the water go to the lowest part of the tent, we made a human chain to start removing the water with a small pot of Chinese rice and finally, we calmed our chaos a little. It rained, stopped raining and rained again but at least we could sleep.... Until about 3am when I felt the tent on my face, the tent had collapsed on us and we had to fix it immediately. That day I was close to having hypothermia, I can tell you that... Now we remember it and at least for me, I have constant flashbacks when it rains hard HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
This photo is from the return (since there are no photos or videos of us being there, the last thing we cared about in all the chaos was to take photos or videos) but anyway, you can see perfectly how broken we were.
Our guide was dedicated to us, so that year he was guide of the year and we were very close to being patrol of the year by a few points, but the dolphin patrol had done very well that year, respect there. Finally 2022 would arrive and our guide had already turned 16 years old, which would make him move to clan but he was given more time than anything else to help us with the first big moment of 2022 and maybe the best one I was in, a 4 day camp in Cubiro. There is a lot to tell there, it was a great experience at patrol and personal level, many funny and emotional stories of course, the best day for me was the day we did a hike to the hills of Cubiro, it was about 6km or maybe more or less, by that time I was sub-guide of the patrol and we had already changed guide to get used to not being with him, so I had to be aware of everything that my patrollers were doing, beyond that, the time passed quickly for having enjoyed the beautiful scenery that has that road up to the hills. Already in the hills, we played and did several first aid activities, we were not tired because of the good weather that day, it was impressive that we were not so tired since we had not even had lunch by that time. It was a wonderful day but there are so many things I could tell and the day would be endless telling everything, I could summarize it as a story of brotherhood for all the patrols that attended.
In the background of that picture is me, with my injured arm about to pack my bag again.
Likewise there was a campout in September 2022, at that time there were only two of those four new patrol members, I was still a sub-guide by choice, I liked to exercise that position to help the patrollers with anything both inside and outside the activities. That camp was not really as special as the previous one even though there were patrols even from other scout groups, although it was fun in part. There was something particular in that camp, it was there and only there that I understood that within the scouts I had only a month and a half left to turn 16, I had to make the most of it unlike how I was in that camp. From that moment on, after the camp, I wanted to be more energetic in the activities even when I had no energy, my job from then on was not to enjoy what I was doing but to make my patrollers enjoy the moment, which ironically was what made me enjoy that last quarter of 2022, every opportunity to motivate the boys to continue (who were some new but all between 12-14 years old) and to have fun in the process, the activities were to disconnect from the problems and enjoy the moment.
The year 2022 I consider it the end of my scouting journey, I managed to be the only one of those first four of the patrol to be a scout and was also sub-guide of the year, although I consider that my journey ended there, it would not be until mid-February of this year that I would pass to clan, the real end. I am proud to have been an influence of those boys of the Martin Pescador patrol, a family with whom I shared many anecdotes and I was able to meet many great people who made my journey one of the best stages of my life, although I have not continued in the scouts and I have no plans so far to return, the scouts are and will be a great place to share great moments on a personal level as a group.
It is exciting to share this journey that was a great impetus for the beginning of this decade, after a pandemic that drove us all away we came back together in the best way. The patrol is still going strong of course and from time to time I like to communicate with the current patrol leader, I may be a "retired" scout but not divorced from that patrol. Thank you so much for making it this far, I really appreciate you visiting my blog, I wish you all the best, see you all next time!
[Versión En Español]
¡Hola comunidad! Me alegra poder por fin haber encontrado la oportunidad de hablar aqui, en especial acerca de mi trayecto en los scouts que a diferencia de como pueden pensar muchos, al decir "mi trayecto" quiero mostrarles momentos especiales llenos de anecdotas de mi patrulla y otras patrullas de la tropa scout a la que pertenecia, mas que por los logros, adelantos y certificados que obtuve, hoy les muestro los maravillosos momentos que tuve con la familia Martin Pescador, la patrulla a la que pertenecia.
Dos de mis amigos del colegio me habian invitado a los scouts por alla por 2019, asisti a unas tres actividades y luego deje de ir porque no me habia atraido tanto, sin embargo, en 2021 mas o menos en marzo o abril me volvieron a invitar pero en este caso a otra patrulla, una patrulla que en ese momento no tenia tantos patrulleros como ahora, fue alli cuando decidimos ir mis amigos y yo a basicamente levantar una patrulla jejeje. Eramos cuatro nuevos y dos que ya llevaban rato alli, que iba a pensar que ese momento solo seria el inicio de un sin fin de anecdotas.
Es chistoso que no hayan fotos con mejor calidad que estás de nuestros primero días allí
La primera gran actividad que tuvimos se trataba de un rally en el que basicamente recorrimos todo el centro de Barquisimeto caminando y trotando, las estaciones eran las plazas que habian en la zona. Sin embargo, esta actividad no se compara ni por poco al Juego Amplio Regional (JAR). El juego amplio seguimos recordandolo como una de las mejores actividades a las que asistimos, ya para ese punto estabamos preparados para las actividades que se realizarian y todo fluyo muy bien en cuanto a las actividades se trataba, de hecho, estuvimos a nada de ganar. Era fascinante, era literalmente una carrera ya que aparte, las estaciones iban desde el oeste de Barquisimento (el polideportivo fue nuestra primera estacion, de hecho) hasta el Farid Richard, obviamente la madre de nuestro guia nos llevaba de un punto a otro ya que sino nos tomaria mucho trabajo, a una patrulla le toco eso y se merecen todo respeto por el esfuerzo que hicieron.
Ahora bien, el JAR fue tan solo en agosto, un mes despues nos llegaria el dia mas loco, chistoso, tragico, que se lleva el protagonismo entre anecdotas cuando hablamos de los scouts. Se trato de una excursion a La Olla, todo nos fue de lujo de hecho, en la mañana caminamos unos 6km y llegamos al pozo donde estariamos mas o menos a las 1-2 de la tarde y tuvimos un gran tiempo para relajarnos alli, valio mucho la pena la caminata. La cosa vendria en la noche... Montamos las carpas antes que oscureciera en un cruce que habia en el camino y nosotros teniamos dos carpas para dividirnos ya que eramos unas 7 personas. Se supone que ibamos a tener actividad en la noche y paso algo que se esperaba que pasaria, empezo a llover... La carpa que teniamos era mas que todo para lugares secos y en esa carpa estabamos 4 inexpertos viendo como la carpa se inundaba como el Titanic JAJAJAJA. La carpa tenia algo de inclinacion ya que justo nos toco un lugar que estaba entre lo plano y una bajadita, que casualmente esa bajadita al momento que llovio se volvio un rio, si tan solo hubiesemos estado mas empinados pudimos ser uno con el rio. En fin, nuestro guia de patrulla fue a nuestra carpa y nos ayudo usando cobijas como canales que hacian que el agua fuera hasta la parte mas baja de la carpa, hicimos una cadena humana para empezar a sacar el agua con un pote pequeño de arroz chino y finalmente, apaciguamos un poco nuestro caos. Llovio, dejo de llover y volvio a llover pero al menos pudimos dormir... Hasta que mas o menos a las 3am sentia la carpa en mi cara, la carpa se nos habia echado encima y tuvimos que arreglarla de inmediato. Ese dia estuve cerca de tener hipotermia, lo podria asegurar... Ahora lo recordamos y al menos por mi parte, tengo constantes flashbacks cuando llueve fuerte JAJAJAJAJA.
Esta foto es del regreso (ya que de nosotros estando por allá no hay, lo último que nos preocupaba entre todo en caos era tomar fotos o videos) pero en fin, se nota perfecto lo destrozados que estábamos
Nuestro guia era dedicado a nosotros, por ende ese año fue el guia del año y nosotros estuvimos muy cerca de ser la patrulla del año por unos cuantos puntos, pero la patrulla delfin lo habia hecho muy bien ese año, respetos alli. Finalmente llegaria 2022 y nuestro guia ya habia cumplido los 16 años de edad, lo cual lo harian pasar a clan pero le dieron un tiempo mas que todo para que nos ayudara con el primer gran momento de 2022 y tal vez el mejor en el que estuve, un campamento de 4 dias en Cubiro. Hay mucho que contar alli, fue una experiencia grandiosa a nivel de la patrulla y personal, muchas historias chistosas y emotivas por supuesto, el mejor dia para mi fue el dia que hicimos una caminata a las lomas de Cubiro, fueron unos 6km o tal vez mas o menos, para ese momento era sub-guia de la patrulla y ya habiamos cambiado de guia para acostumbrarnos a no estar con el, por lo tanto tuve que estar pendiente de todo lo que hacian mis patrulleros, mas alla de eso, el tiempo se me paso rapido por haber disfrutado del bonito paisaje que tiene ese camino de subida a las lomas. Ya en las lomas, jugamos e hicimos varias actividades de primeros auxilios, no estabamos cansados por el buen clima que habia ese dia, era impresionante que no estuviesemos tan cansados puesto que ni siquiera habiamos almorzado para ese momento. Fue un dia maravilloso pero hay muchisimas cosas que podria contar y el dia se me haria infinito contando todo, podria resumirlo como una historia de hermandad por todas las patrullas que asistieron.
En el fondo de esa imagen estoy yo, con el brazo lesionado a punto de empacar otra vez mi bolso
Asi mismo hubo un campamento en septiembre de 2022, en ese momento solo quedabamos dos de aquellos cuatro nuevos de la patrulla, yo seguia siendo sub-guia por decision propia, me gustaba ejercer ese cargo para ayudar a los patrulleros con cualquier cosa tanto dentro como fuera de las actividades. Ese campamento realmente no fue tan especial como el anterior a pesar que hayan asistido patrullas incluso de otros grupos scouts, aunque si fue divertido en parte. Hubo algo particular en ese campamento, fue alli y solo alli que entendi que dentro de los scouts no me quedaba mas que mes y medio para cumplir los 16, debia aprovecharlo al maximo a diferencia de como estuve en ese campamento. A partir de ese momento, luego del campamento, quise ser mas energico en las actividades incluso cuando no tenia energias, mi trabajo a partir de alli no era disfrutar lo que hacia sino hacer que mis patrulleros disfrutaran el momento, que ironicamente era lo que me hacia disfrutar de ese ultimo trimestre de 2022, toda oportunidad para motivar a los muchachos a seguir (que eran algunos nuevos pero todos de entre 12-14 años) y que se divirtieran en el proceso, las actividades eran para desconectarse de los problemas y disfrutar del momento.
El año 2022 lo considero el final de mi trayecto scout, logre ser el unico de esos cuatro primeros de la patrulla en ser explorador y tambien fue sub-guia del año, a pesar de que considero que mi trayecto termino alli, no seria sino hasta mediados de febrero de este año que me pasarian a clan, el verdadero final. Me siento orgulloso de haber sido influencia de esos muchachos de la patrulla Martin Pescador, una familia con la que comparti muchas anecdotas y pude conocer muchas personas grandiosas que hicieron de mi trayecto una de las mejores etapas de mi vida, a pesar de que no haya seguido en los scouts y que no tengo planeado hasta ahora volver, los scouts son y seran un gran lugar para compartir grandes momentos a nivel personal como grupal.
Es emocionante compartir este viaje que impulso de gran manera el inicio de esta decada, despues de una pandemia que nos alejo a todos nos volvimos a unir de la mejor manera. La patrulla aun sigue en pie por supuesto y de vez en cuando me gusta comunicarme con el actual guia de la patrulla, podre ser un "jubilado" de los scouts pero no un divorciado de esa patrulla. Muchas gracias por haber llegado hasta este punto, realmente aprecio que hayas visitado mi blog, les deseo lo mejor a todos ¡Hasta la proxima!