Atlanta, Ga.

Almost Untouched

By Diego De Juliis

La primera vez que fui a Cumberland Island fue con un grupo de Georgia Conservancy a Sea Camp. Lo que experimenté ese fin de semana desde el arrivo a Sea Camp cambió mi relación con el oceano, las islas barreras, la vida Silvestre y la historia.

Yo soy originalmente de Argentina y creciendo alli solía admirar los Estados Unidos por lo que veía en la pantalla (televisión o películas). Las grandes ciudades, tecnología, sociedad moderna y desarrollo. Lo que no sabia es cuanta belleza natural tiene este país. La mayoria de los niños jugamos a los "piratas" durante nuestra niñez y caminando por Cumberland Island puedes revivir esas memorias. Lo que la gente siempre ha visto en Cumberland Island permanece igual hasta estos dias, casi sin ser modificada. Habiendo trabajado en sus senderos, solo manteniendolos, le puede dar una idea de lo que la gente en el pasado tuvo que pasar para sobrevivir alli.

Cumberland Island esta viva, salvage, hermosa, ponderosa y puedo seguir buscando adjetivos pero la unica manera de experimentarla es estando ahí.


The first time I went to Cumberland Island was with a Georgia Conservancy group to Sea Camp. What I experienced that weekend upon arriving changed my relationship with the ocean, barrier islands, coastal wildlife and history.

I am from Argentina and growing up down there, we used to admire the United States from what we saw through a screen (movies and TV). The big cities, technology, modern society, development. What we did not know is how much natural beauty there is in this country. Most boys played "pirates" during childhood, and walking around Cumberland Island you are able to revive those memories. What people saw on Cumberland Island hundreds of years ago remains the same to this day, almost untouched. Having worked on its trails, just maintaining them, gives you an idea of what people long ago had to go through to survive on it. Cumberland Island is alive, wild, beautiful, powerful, and I can keep looking for adjectives, but the only way to experience it is by being there.

- Diego De Juliis volunteers for the Georgia Conservancy.


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