Northern Dancer
Survivalist
WHY DO I DO IT?
"What do you fear most when camping alone?"
Well...I don't have a lot of reservations today...but I did when. It was in essence the fear of the unknown. You know...those weird and bizarre noises in the night...and the dark? The thing that is most creepy about the dark is that it is dark; black, spooky, sinister and intimidating. Did I say gloomy? Now, I just love hearing a Great Horned Owl hooting a midnight tune.
"What about those wild animals? Bear, wolves, moose and other big creatures?"
Other than having some inquisitive bears wandering into camp looking for an an easy meal most have been more than respectful of my space. I've learned that the real pests are the raccoons, squirrels and mice of different kinds.
To avoid encounters I keep my camp site immaculately clean and I don't feed any creature. Some of the guys use to refer to me as Mr. Tidy Bowl. Be that as it may, I have never had a campsite wrecked by an angry animal. I've seen a campsite destroyed and ruined by a bear - not a pretty sight. Kinda scary too.
"What do you do with all your time?"
Easy - I relax, observe some remarkable creatures. Ever seen a bull moose twenty feet away? Breathe taking! When was the last time you studied a porcupine up close?
I've become an excellent cook - I can manipulate an open fire, a Dutch oven, and fry pan and have come up with some mighty scrumptious recipes that wow and tantalize the taste buds. I read - a lot, usually swinging gently in a hammock. I take some hobby stuff - like paints and a journal to record my thoughts, and most definitely a camera.
There are the usual things to do - canoeing, swimming, campfire building, hiking, star gazing and loafing. I've really become a pro at loafing. And there is no one there to say I can't. Kinda reminds me of Bruno Mars and his tune, "The Lazy Song".
Yes, I do take precautions, - I have the trip logged or a float plan. I report in on a scheduled time. I'm aware of the terrain and territory and follow the safety rules. And I have my faithful dog Reese who listens to my insane camping babble.
"Why do you do it?"
The music of fire...freedom to think...the smell of burning pitch-pine wood...smoke from the campfire...the expectation to explore...letting the sun be my wristwatch...the gentle warmth of a tender early morning light...conversations with new-made friends...a camera in my lap...pleasure in my nap...the lines of the trees...the splendour of a blue sky...an insect passing by...the joy of luxurious leisure...the art of living in the moment...the magic of the outdoors...the thoughts of remembered past...a quiet heart at ease...and dreams.
I hope all your campfires are big, bright, bountiful and beautiful. See you in August.
ND
I LOVE THIS STUFF
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