Wilderness Survival

When I was young(which is always a safe thing to say) I was really into wilderness survival. I would soak pine needles in boiling water...gently sip the residue and claim, to the astonishment of my brothers, that it was the best tea I had ever tasted. The "normal Joe" would break out in the shingles and lose all his hair if he ate or drank any of these concoctions. (This is how I know that all the modern day depictions of mountain men are most assuredly false. They are always pictured as having shocks of hair and full beards, when in reality they had probably lost all their hair by the time they were even old enough push out any facial fuzz.)

The wilderness has changed a bit for me over the years, but its call on me has not dwindled. To this day I still have my hair since I often tote my own hot drinks into the wilderness and on occasion even Wal-mart pastries will get "SENT" along. Recently I found myself on three separate camping trips in a matter of two weeks. The wilderness just might be pushing its luck!

Your looking at a boatload of work for the common "camperdad" right here:)

OK...Andrew wins the water displacement competition....(Some rock ledges provided some significant height for this particular depth charge)


Erikson kick starts some night fishing with a 25" Flooreye.

Seriously...you can't beat cards in a stream...especially when its 90 degrees. (With your mental health in mind, the knucklepucks that participated in this folly have been taken off the picture...they were involved in wilderness survival at a young age and have no hair.)