A drum, a banjo, a nice rug and table, Hudson’s Bay trade blanket, ash-woven pack basket and kerosene lanterns, Filson waxed hat…. THIS is old-school camping at its very best!
It’s what I love about canoe camping… you can take along a lot of luxuries. The funny part is I have the same hat, the same [but really, really old] blanket, a banjo, the same table and a close approximation of the rug!]
My man on the Tumblr, Puzzld calls this “Sniffing Dry Erase Markers in the Mountains”.
Magnificent British Oak out on the Norfolk Broads in NE England.
You can see exactly why so many British oaks were cut down for use by the Navy in the 14th through the 19th centuries. Each fork in the branches would, in varying sizes, yield what was called a “knee”. These were the naturally shaped, angled reinforcements used as bracing in wooden ship construction. The massive trunks gave the frames and planking. Smaller branches became the pegs to hold it all together.
Great photo from ForresterBushcraft on the Tumblr
Don’t let Smokey stand alone.
Since 1872, and the establishment of Yellowstone, generations of our forebears have encouraged the politicians of their time to support the establishment and maintenance of our national parks for the generations yet to come. Please do what you can to keep the politicians of our time from selling out our children’s fragile natural heritage.
Check out these “apocalyptic” NPS posters for a glimpse of what could come if we don’t stand up and speak out…. >>CLICK<<
Wandering in the woods without Mom worrying just where we were, climbing trees with no supervision, playing in mud and damming up brooks, willow bows and cattail stalk arrows… we only stayed indoors if it was raining…
All we were ever told was “Be home before dark”.