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The Cabin
I have this favorite shelter going on; every time I hike up to the mountain top, I add to the Cabin.
It started out as a learning project. If you're faced with nightfall and no shelter, how long would it take to create something from scratch? There are no caves, overhangs,or large blow downs. Its fairly open with small trees because years ago it was clear cut: a method whereby all trees are cut down and removed at once.
With winter approaching, I find myself adding to the shelter with plans to do an overnighter there. I'll bring a thermometer to measure the difference in temperatures inside and out.
Playing in the woods like this is just practice for if one had to hole up and wait for rescue. Its important to feel some control over the outcome so that panic doesn't set in. With purposeful work, like improving the shelter by adding more leaves or branches, a person can stay put and not panic.
One disadvantage to this location is no ready source of water. A stream is shown on the topographical map, but it is nearly 700 feet lower in elevation, way down the slope. An advantage however would be easy to spot by air search and rescue teams.
Playing with survival scenarios is like practicing basketball. The practice sessions hone skills for the real game.
Preparing the Peanut Butter Jar for Trail
Fresh Smells of Fall
It rained early this morning, the kind of rain that refreshes everything and gives that musky raw earth smell. The dust and pollen is washed away, the colors much more vibrant.
I walk in the rain, taking a deep breath, learning the smells and sounds of the forest in fall.
Even the slightest breeze or drop of rain can move a distant leaf, causing the dark background of trunks to look as though they are moving, an optical illusion. Smells are like that too. A sweet smell. Is it muskadines ripening, distant fallen apples? The fall is a time of harvest, sweet smells are not flowers.
The smoky smell of campfires, less intense than a wood burning stove, much more pleasant that cigarettes or burning garbage, will tell of nearby campers.
As survivalists, we learn to recognize the smells, whether it be a stream, moss or vegetation, wild animals, urine, wet dog, humans. All these give us information.
Care must be taken because our initial recognition can evaporate quickly. Scientists tell us our brain becomes accustomed to a smell quickly, hence the warning if you ever smell smoke, investigate it. Get out of bed, find the source. If you go back to sleep, your nose won't wake you up again.
We can train our noses to be more sensitive by taking deep breaths and identifying what we are smelling. You can practice in the kitchen, at work, in the forest, any time of the day. Our noses give us a lot of information. Strange how desensitized we can become with cigarette smoke, perfumes, furniture polish and detergents we add to our lives.
I remember hiking the Colorado Trail and passing a bunch of hikers. We could smell the detergent on their clothing, the perfume in their hair and play a game of identifying the brand. Our packs picked up trail odors, not always so pleasant. We smelled very wild, like the places we'd been.
Some smells can be pleasant to one, and disgusting to another. I love the smell of black jelly beans. My friend finds them appauling.
Waterproof Paper Website
A cool product for a trail club or scouts, you can order these books by the dozen and feel confident they'll hold up. Just reading the stories from around the world by firefighters and adventurers give you an idea of what types of projects you could embark on.
There's tablets, notebooks, printable paper, too. Imaginations run wild with this sort of thing. We tend to avoid bad weather, but a purposeful expedition in bad weather teaches much.
Packing up in the rain, leaving shelter, hiking all day to set up in a deluge, sleeping on two inches of hail are all experiences I treasure.
These experiences teach methods that come in handy: organization, prioritization, clear thinking, delayed gratification.
Give everyone a tablet of waterproof paper, have them record their thoughts and experiences and you'll have a learning experience worthy of the best schools.
Brooks-Range Backcountry Map Toolkit- Gear Review
Brooks-Range.com sent me a back country map toolkit for a gear review. I was surprised when it arrived at the contents of this kit. It weighs 4.5 ounces and has this nice bright fabric wallet to carry everything in. A person still needs a magnetic compass, regardless of their skills, which is not included.
I read the instruction pamphlet, learning about how they calculate inclines and slopes using the plastic card tool and a string.
If a person had co ordinates from an online source, or say, GPS co ordinates from an article in Backpacker magazine this back country tool kit would help in locating it on the correct map.
This tool kit is not for novices or regular trail hiking. If you got lost, it could help in reorienting, but a compass and map is still needed. A person needs to take time with the instructions and not be mathmatically phobic.
I liked the wallet and waterproof paper. The book was generous in size and pages. The fabric was bright, well made, with plenty of side opening pockets. A nice place for three pens on the outside, with a secure closure.
Where the Wind Blows Bittersweet-Book Review
Jim introduces us to the experienced mountaineers who we later will find spending the night up in the Beartooth Mountains when their snowmobile party becomes hopelessly stranded in a blizzard. The party of 16 breaks into 4 groups, and although one dies, the rest survive the chilling cold using different methods. One can learn much reading about each method, and the people who suffered through them. Bottom line: a little bit of the right gear and snacks can make a huge difference.
This harrowing experience does not prevent future explorations. Three go on to Oregon to hunt for signs of the elusive Bigfoot of the Siskiyous, up near Lonesome Ridge.
Thankfully, the book was written by a man who knows and enjoys his topic, reflecting a love for foot and ski travel as well as machine.
Only 128 pages, this book is a good read and sobering look at a winter world both amazing and terrifying. I turned the last page with a greater appreciation for preparation and the elements.





