Before I left for this trip, I did a little homework (i.e., watched Man vs Wild) so I'd be prepared for some hardcore camping. I knew we were planning on camping a few times, and at least one of them was going to be in Idaho or Montana or somewhere super-burly, so I wanted to be prepared.
I practiced (yes, in my apartment) how to make a shelter with rope and a tarp; I practiced tying knots of various sorts; I packed the right gear and bought what I didn't already have (a mosquito net, duh) so I'd be ready to go.
And after all that, we ended up slamming a tarp in the car door, using screwdrivers as tent pegs and forgot to get any food before stores closed (believe it or not, there's not a 24-hour supermarket in Hells Canyon, ID).
But still, we camped out at about 7500 feet (I bought a good sleeping bag, so I didn't blow everything) and woke up in some crazy nature. Bear Grylls wouldn't be totally ashamed.
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excellent work ranger martin.
Just don't pet the bears. I hear they bite. But be on the lookout for Sasquatch. Tell him I said hello.
Heck, yeah. Chris mentioned Sasquatch!! You'd tell me if you saw one, right!?! Good work
I'm just relieved there were no 'bear' stories.
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