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From Camden to Malibu
June 22, 2011

24 Hour Solo
June 15, 2011

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I’ve always loved small boats and paddling, it’s the wild and natural places along with a quest for adventure that I long to share with my UrbanTrekkers.  Whether paddling on a North Country wilderness lake in a canoe alongside a common loon or in a kayak off the coast of Maine and only a paddle length away from breaching bottlenose dolphins and hearing their slurping inhale for precious air. 
 
This past year students at UrbanPromise built five beautiful wooden canoes and a cedar strip kayak, yearlong projects, that required commitment and a perseverance that was tested over and over again from both students and the volunteers in the shop.  Key partnerships with the Camden Shipyard and Maritime Museum, the home of Urban BoatWorks and the Cooper River Yacht Club has allowed us to build an amazing program of learning and discovery.     
 
This year had us on the water more than ever.  Beginning with the Maine trip and ocean kayaking we also had three paddle trips in the fall; kayaking the Barnegat Bay, Assateague Island, and the Batsto River in the New Jersey Pines.  In the spring we went white water rafting on the Nolichucky River in North Carolina and Tennessee, another Barnegat Bay paddle with diamond back terrapins and horseshoe crabs and finished our school year with the Senior Rites of Passage on the Saranac Lakes.
 
Each year the senior class of the UrbanPromise Academy has the opportunity to participate in a yearlong preparation of commitment and leadership training that ends with the 24 Hour Solo on a small island on Lower Saranac Lake.  Students spend four days paddling, portaging and hiking very challenging terrain moving from Upper, to Middle and finally to Lower Saranac Lake for their Solo.   The night they come off the island they share their journal entries and reflections from the trip.  Shanice, the class Valedictorian, summed up best when she shared from her journal…
 
 “I had just been left on my own island and I was putting up my tent, the black flies and Mosquitoes were all over me.  I was anxious, tired and hot, feeling lousy; it was then…when I saw two beautiful butterflies that I somehow knew I was ready…ready for my journey.”  She said she thought of her classmates back at school who chose not to be part of the Rites of Passage, and said respectfully of them, “they’re not ready yet for the journey; they are still being swarmed by the pesky black flies and mosquitoes”. She went on to say to her classmates around the fire, “we’ve been prepared for our journey”.
 
I believe there is something very special about a boat…”it can take you someplace you have never been before”,  but more than any place in nature, it’s what’s revealed in ourselves, that we often discover when we are so far from home and all that is familiar.  Nature’s wild places force us to adapt, to face fear, and call on courage; in the end we often find a new confidence and belief in ourselves that is truly authentic…we’ve earned a stripe and we know it. 
 
If you decide to come down to the boat shop this summer and check us out…you better call first, because you’ll see a sign hanging on the door that reads, “Gone Paddling!”
 
Pedal for Promise May 7, 2011 - Why We Ride
May 7, 2011
It’s Friday night and I get a text message from one of the kids who signed up to become a team member in the newly formed UrbanPromise Academy Elite Cycling Team. A group of fourteen students have committed to this twelve week long training regimen and conditioning program that will prepare them to ride in the 50 mile Pedal for Promise on May 7th. The students have made a huge commitment, as for many the disciplines of training, sacrifice, and team work will stretch them well beyond their comfort zone.

This student is obviously distraught; a close friend he’s grown up with was killed after being shot multiple times last night on Mt. Ephraim Avenue.   He tells me he’s not available to make Sunday’s practice and he won’t be able to be part of the team anymore. I text him back that I am very sorry for his loss, but the practice is not scheduled to start until the following Sunday.

Afterwards, I begin thinking about some of the events that happen in the lives of my kids. Later that weekend, I pick up one of my students from his home in South Camden and, as he gets into the car shaking his head like only a seventeen year old can do, he grumbles, “My mom, she always says the same three things to me when I leave the house - ‘I love you, be safe and don’t get shot’. 

‘Don’t get shot!?’ I know that, as parents, we have a long list of worries as our teenagers walk out the door on a Saturday night, but for most of us, having them get shot down in the street is not one of our concerns.

Back at school the next week, I spoke to the young man who texted me about not being able to be part of the team any longer…I told him I thought the team was part of the solution for him. I told him he couldn’t let the bullets that left his friend to “bleed out” on the street also take him down.   He needed to ride for his friend and, even more, for himself; otherwise those bullets would just go on killing more and more young people.

So, if you ask me why we ride, I’ll tell you stories about some of the most amazing and resilient young people I’ve ever met. I look forward to sharing the road with you on May 7th and thank you to everyone, riders and supporters alike…you keep us trekking and, most of all, believing!

God Bless,
Jim
Walt Whitman spoke to me...
March 28, 2011

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Walt Whitman spoke to me the other day; now before you go and call me crazy let me explain.  I was canoeing on the CooperRiver as it flows through Camden, exploring for a future UrbanTrekkers adventure.  This urban river which in mostly hidden and out of sight is thought by many to be severely polluted and unsafe to navigate but I’m not so sure that’s the case and wanted to investigate.  The river reveals an amazing contrast of natural beauty and crumbling manmade monuments of an industrial era long since gone.  On this day the cherry blossoms had popped, fish were jumping and the Cormorants were diving and I was glad to be there.
 
As we paddled along the banks of the river we passed along side HarleighCemetery where Walt Whitman has rested since 1892.  Whitman, the great poet and essayist, who was a voice for the American experience over one hundred years ago might be sitting up in his self-designed tomb today as I half-smile thinking how ironic the words that he first penned in the 1860’s were for today and my Camden youth….
 
There was a child went forth everyday; and the first object he look’d upon, that object he became; and that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day or for many year, or stretching cycles of years”

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Literary reviewers agree in this poem Whitman expresses his identification of his consciousness with his environment. The continual process of becoming is at the heart of the poem, I couldn’t agree more. I often think of what our students see everyday as they open their doors to an impoverished city and walk their streets of abandonment on their way to our schools and programs.  There seems to be a terrible injustice in it all. 
 
Next week the UrbanPromiseAcademy and UrbanTrekkers head out on spring break for the mountains of Appalachia and Tennessee.  We’ll be hiking along the Appalachian Trail and rafting the white waters of the NolichuckyRiver. It should be especially beautiful this time of year with Rhododendrons and Azaleas in bloom as we trek through the southern range of Appalachia.  Much more in the image of what Whitman was speaking to in his verse referenced above.
 
Trips like this help us to reframe the pictures our students see and imagine for their lives and are only made possible through your support…Thanks for being there for us, you keep us believing!
 
Keep on Trekking!
Jim      
 
 
The Canyons & Caverns of the 'Big Apple'
February 12, 2011

/UrbanTrekkers love the journey; whether trekking through a foot of snow while participating in our January Outdoor Leadership training with zip lines and vertical towers or kayaking on the Assateague Bay alongside wild ponies.  This past Saturday was no exception as we loaded up the Trekker Bus and headed up the turnpike to New York City for an urban adventure.

There were thirty of us, students and mentors, Trekkers all, as we boarded the Staten Island Ferry.  The free ferry over to Manhattan has to be one of the best travel deals going anywhere.  In spite of the cold, biting wind, the students stood out on the bow deck to view the Statue of Liberty and the amazing New York City sky line. This urban adventure was full of first-time experiences for many of our new and younger students; first time to New York, first time on the ferry and first time riding the subways.  It was also the first time I led thirty Trekkers through the canyons and caverns of the “Big Apple” - yikes!

I’ve canoed with students alongside Alligators in the Everglades and set up camps next to fresh bear tracks on the Appalachian Trail, all of which pales compared to herding 30 people through the ferry and subways of New York.  Whether hiking a wilderness trail or trekking across 42nd Street, teamwork and leadership skills are a must.  Maps and routes, itineraries, clothing check list as well as finding an affordable place to eat in Manhattan all contribute to a good day out.  Designating a point person and “sweeps” that will bring up the rear are further essentials to a safe and enjoyable outing both in the city and in the wild.  

Students got the chance to ice skate on the outside rink at Bryant Park, eat at a Mexican Restaurant, and hike through Times Square, ride subways and the ferry and spend the day in New York City.  All this and we didn’t lose a trekker!  God is good.

Keep on trekking,
Jim
 

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