Showing posts with label bushwacking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bushwacking. Show all posts

Bringing the Bear Spray

Every morning, especially in the summer, I get an early hike in. Before coffee, before breakfast, before it gets so hot.
Now that our trail cameras are showing a lot of bears with cubs, wild hogs with piglets, and god knows what else out here, I'm making myself bring
The Sling.


And since it has a built in ditty bag, I'm adding some survival stuff, just in case I get off on a bushwhack.

A firestarter, matches, and cigaretter lighter all fit into a tiny plastic bag. This is dropped into the sling. I've placed a large white plastic bag, a watch and a small jack knife into the built in pouch. These simple tools would come in very handy if I had to spend the night alone in the forest.


I made this sling myself from some silnylon. Its just a large ditty bag, measuring 5.5 inches x 9 inches tall. I included a smaller ditty bag whose cord encircles the strap on the sling.

The safety clip on the bear spray has an elastic cord around it. I added this so the clip would never get lost. A small burst when the wind is at your back and the attacker is in close range is sufficent.



Every once in awhile, I practice removing the spray from the sling, sliding the clip off and aiming. I have never needed to use it yet.

By keeping it simple, I know I actually will grab The Sling before I head out the door.
This morning I saw a wonderfully healthy looking black bear. He ran from me, and I thanked him.

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First Serious Grand Teton Hike-Griz Prints



Today I went on an amazing hike with a new friend from Maine. He works security here in the park.
Nine a.m we headed to Colter Bay where we began a hike to Swan Lake. Some snow covered the trail, but we're both fine with getting our feet into that.
Heading towards Lake Heron, we came across some huge fresh tracks. I loved it, and took footage.
Bear scratching on the tree were only at about four feet, telling me a small bear was in the vicinity.
We saw many geese, duck, sand hill crane, wolf prints and snow banks five feet tall.
One thing led to another and I surrendered the navigation to my friend, but resumed leadership when things just did not jive. We were prepared with bear spray, water, and emergency items, but staying out all night was not an option.
After walking the shores for an hour, we came to Mackinaw Lake Camp II, complete with bear boxes. Later we would see that we had gone out to an island much further than intended.
Finally,the shore walking paid off when we saw the Marina. We ate at the Employee Dining Room at Colter Bay, both elated with the grand adventure.

A good day off is one filled with satisfaction.

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Mapping My Lost Adventure

Heading out on a normal walk the other morning, I made a spontaneous decision that led to a crazy bushwhacking experience.
After I got home, I drew the map.

I don't want to establish a beaten path to one of my favorite hide outs, so I cut off the trail just a little bit (labeled A) before my normal turn off, labeled B.
The purple line marks my usual route. The blue is the creek which can be heard from halfway down.

I knew I'd have to head south cross country to compensate, and so I did. Yet, I should have passed some of my familiar landmarks, like the huge bolder with small logs leaning against it, labeled 1 on the map below. That's one of the ways I create memorable land marks: by laying natural woodland materials in certain ways.



I did not see any other marks, or trees of note, that I normally pass. In my head I was following the Yellow line marked on this map, trying to get back on the purple route. So, I continued to compensate, and still did not see any land marks. I've been down this 700 foot descending slope so many times, this made me wonder. The green depressions marked on the map were irregular. Something was wrong. I headed straight to the creek which is easily heard once the MP3 player is turned off.

I continued to walk along the creek, first one direction, then another. I knew I should be looking across to the old cave, but the landscape was growing more level and the creek much calmer than the waterfall by my campsite (marked 3) and crossing point . Even in winter, the foliage is thick with rhododendron leaves, pine needles, and dead falls.

I stopped, and knew I must throw out all preconceived notions. In my head I was above the cave, north of where I should be. Yet, the landscape and landmarks disagreed.

It occurred to me that I must not head up the hill which I'd just descended. In these parts, the terrain is like a crumpled tissue, with hallars and hills taking all sorts of directions. Being my morning walk, I didn't bring anything. Spending the night didn't worry me. I would not leave the creek. It was my certain landmark, and an abundance of water. The plentiful ground cover would provide a shelter.
The one thing I wished I had was a way to make fire.

Sure, I'd survive without a fire, but I'd miss the signal, the companionship, the added warmth.

After I threw out my previous notions of where I was, I looked around and realized I must head upstream. By watching for the over hang, marked 2 on the map, I finally found my bearings. The red line indicates my actual route of travel on my "lost" adventure.



From now on,even on innocent morning walks, I always carry a Bic lighter in my pocket. A fire starter has been added, all in this tiny plastic bag.

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Walking Out or Staying Put

In survival situations, more specifically when you are lost should you attempt to walk out or stay put and set up a camp?

The Alaska episode of Man, Woman, Wild deals with this idea during a the spring thaw scenario. They ride a snowmobile out into the boonies. It quits, and they set up base camp near a stream to wait for rescue.
The Tennessee episode also deals with this where presumably they lost the trail, then decide to wait for rescue a stream for a few days.
In both cases they end up walking out. In Alaska they follow the snowmobile tracks back. In Tennessee they follow the stream. Both of these paths were available from the very start.

I've studied and read many cases of true survival situations where the end result was the person had to walk, crawl, hobble their way to safety.
One guy fell off the ridge near Sonora Pass in 2001. A helicopter crashed in as attempt to locate this hiker. Six days of search and rescue yeilded nothing. Eventually, the guy crawled out to a nearby camp in spite of his injuries.
Another guy's car rolled back over him after he had pulled over to check something in his trunk. Pinned for three days, with no cell service, he eventually wiggled loose and walked to a road, and made his way home.

The infamous story of the guy who cut off his hand which had become stuck under a rock while hiking alone in a canyon shows the extreme measures that a soloist might have to take for self preservation.

One of the best preventative measures is to not get lost. That means stopping to check your back trail so that you can retrace steps. Taking serious note of all landmarks. Even describing the unusual tree, the rock formations, taking note of the rivers and junctions out loud helps to solidify them. Every sense you can bring to the hike aids in self rescue. How does it smell? What do I hear? Tasting the rock lichen, touching the rough bark all help prevent wilderness disorientation.
If things start getting sketchy, I set up rock ducks, or lay three branches (dead wood) across each other in a pattern so that I can back trail.

A map and compass are great tools. A GPS, a cell phone. One guy called for help as darkness began to fall on a day hike. You never know where you'll get a signal.

The thing I noticed most in watching the episodes of Man, Woman, Wild was the amount of energy expended in setting up a base camp, building shelter and securing(chasing) food sources. In both cases, after several days of depletion of natural body reserves, they ended up walking out. Had they done this from the start following the obvious path, the path they chose three days later, their energy levels would have been much greater and given them enough energy to make it out with just one nights camp.

My end conclusion is to immediately begin a self rescue, leaving obvious trail sign for rescuers to follow should anyone decide to come looking for you. Retrace steps where possible, follow a stream down hill until it reaches a larger body of water and almost always civilization or a road. Take a long range bearing on a landmark and keep hiking in one direction until you cross a road.

Bushwacking and backcountry trailing alone is fun. Be prepared, tell a trusted friend or leave a note on the kitchen table of your itinerary and stay alert.

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