Photo Blog and Remote Camping Hacks

 


Ann and I love to camp together, but every once in a while I just need to pack up, and take our dog Tucker into the wilderness alone. It is here that I feel like I can regain control of a life that somtimes can be out of control. Isn't it ironic that I would seek control in an environment that is known for being wild and out of control? 

Taming the situations that arise in a remote camping situation can teach you a lot about who you are and qhat you are made of. Necessity is often the mother to inventions. I often chuckle at myself over the crude creativty of my inventions. 

In this entry I thought I would do something different. Since I love to take pictures of my adventures and laugh at the hacks that come from necessity, I thought I would combine them together using fewer words.

My most recent adventure took place in a remote site that I scoped out several years ago. It was close enough to be convenient in a spur of the moment pinch, but far enough away that I could disconnect from life and gain my composure.

I did as the sign said. I did have to do some "nesting" in order to make it my own

I arrived late Saturday morning. To my surprise the spot was not taken. I immediatley cooked my favorite camp breakfast on cast iron.

Remote camping means sleeping in th FJ. Tucker doesn't seem to mind it either. He napped in it between adventures

Checking out the surroundings with the pooch is always beautiful and exciting.


Exploring can work up an appetite. This is what you do when you dont have hot dog buns and your too cheap or broke to buy any


After lunch and a nap we set out to explore some more. Tucker and I loved our first kayak ride of the year around Belvedere Pond. It was my first time at this pond.



On the way back to camp, I took a little side road to see where it went. "T" and I discovered this family plot way up in the woods. You never know what you will find around the next corner.


 After dinner we took a walk down a forestry road to reflect upon the day and gain some gratitude for such an amazing day.



I was short on paper towels from mopping up the night's rain water on my breakfast table. I became very frugal and dried them over the fire and reused them more than once


The grill was a little lopsided, forcing all the bacon fat to pool on one side, making it difficult to cook my homefries. I found some wire mesh and propped it under the pan to level it out. Look carefully and you can see it.


There is nothing like a refreshing swim in a mountain stream. I had to back up to the edge and keep Tucker from getting wet and jumping back into the FJ. I don't know who  missed who more


there was time for 1 more adventure before going home. Out of shape and recovering from a meniscus tear did not stop us from hiking Laraway Mountain.



Tucker being true to his Border Collie breed, did his best to herd his master to the summit and back safely. He put on more miles than I did, running back and forth



By the end of my short adventure in the wilderness I was recharged and ready to face life again. I'll be do for another none soon!









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