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Are you into Extreme Sports? We’re into Extreme Life!

By Stephen C. Schultz




As a field guide with RedCliff Ascent, you’ll get paid for being outside with a whole bunch of people who like the outdoors as much as you do. You’ll make your living working with struggling teens that are privately placed with us by their parents from across the globe. You will have the opportunity to work closely with therapist and other allied health professionals.





RedCliff is un-like anything you’ve ever experienced. It’s work without walls. This job makes you better, stronger and surer of who you are and what you want in life. It’s an experience you will never forget!

You can have it here at RedCliff Ascent. 



For well over 20 years, the staff at RedCliff have helped thousands of teenagers and their families find a new beginning.

RedCliff is an extraordinary wilderness treatment program with research based outcome studies to back up its success. The effectiveness of the program and the significant changes made by students and families have a direct correlation to the quality of staff employed at RedCliff, therefore we search out the best.



Field Guides are responsible to insure student physical and emotional safety (not necessarily comfort) without interfering with the natural consequences provided by the wilderness. Field Guides work with program administrators and therapy teams to ensure a therapeutic experience for students. Accurately communicating student progress through both written and verbal reports is necessary.

Over 60% of field guide applicants have a college degree.



Minimum requirements:
Field Guides must be at least 21 years of age. They must be able to pass an annual physical examination, pre-employment and random drug screening tests and pass a Federal Criminal Background Check. They must have a high school degree or equivalent and have a current CPR & First Aid Certification. Finally, our guides must be patient and have the desire to impact the lives of teens in a positive manner.


Check us out further at www.wildernesswork.com


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