Today is the first snowfall of the season here in my neck of the woods. It has brought happiness to kids and adults alike who love snow, happiness to plow drivers, anger to the people who have to drive in the snow and hate driving in the snow. It's a mixed bag of feelings for everyone in the area. My kids, myself and our puppies (especially the new one) is happy with the snow.
We picked out our Christmas Tree today, in the snow, which was a first and very enjoyable. We're now having an enjoyable fire in the fireplace and the kids are playing a board game. The sound of laughter and a crackling fire fill the house. It's times like this, especially knowing the snow is coming down outside, makes it even more special.
I took a short walk outside with my headlamp on to get another piece of firewood. There's something extra special to seeing the snow coming down in the beam of your headlamp. The silence of the night adds to the peacefulness of my surroundings.
Writing this reminds me to enjoy the small things, be happy for the people that are laughing even if it just temporary, and enjoy the night. That's not something easy for me, it never has been. But it's worth trying.
Saturday, December 9, 2017
Thursday, December 7, 2017
We rented a Tear Drop Trailer!
I've been looking into renting a Tear Drop trailer for quite some time now. But never thought to justify it due to the cost and I'm a tent camper at heart. Well since it's late in the camping season and the temps are getting cooler and the prices to rent the trailer were cut in half, we picked a weekend and went.
It was very awkward from the beginning due to poor communication with the owner of the trailer rental place. Since it's off season they have limited hours and are hard to get a hold of over the phone. We didn't know for sure we were going until the morning of our trip. I had gotten out a bunch of camping stuff, in the event the trailer wasn't big enough for all four of us. Also I got out some cooking stuff, but in true form, I didn't lay everything out as to what I actually needed and was going to use. That will come back to bite me in the but at some point in the story.
I picked it up, brought it home, threw everything in it, the kids in the car and we were off. Our first stop is Hickory Run SP in Pennsylvania. We got there in the dark, searched for the entrance (which was passed twice) and picked a spot. Enjoyed a nice fire, some good dinner and the kids watched the movies we brought in the warmth of the trailer.
We took three dogs, another no no for those wondering. I can only trust one of them off leash, the other two would go explore in a second if given the chance, that point was proven on an early, cold, Sunday morning. The dogs mostly stayed in the car, while the puppy camped in the trailer with us. She's small and doesn't take up much space, not to mention she'd not be happy to be away from us and would probably cry most of the night.
It turned out that condensation was also an issue in the trailer, never opened the vent until the morning on night one. Even with the vent opened on night two it didn't do much better. We took turns being comfortable. Night number one the kids slept up against me and therefor my wife was on the more comfy side. Night number two the kids slept up against her and I was more comfortable. I honestly think that it wasn't really a king size bed, we fit with four kids in a queen the same way that we fit in the "king" size trailer. However, it was pretty comfortable all things considered. I had planned to sleep in the tent, while my wife and the kids slept in the trailer (even brought all the crap), but never did it and wish I had. It'd be perfect for two people, which, ironically, is what it was designed for.
My favorite part of it was the kitchen area with the fridge. Although there was limited storage and if I ever built one, I'd build it differently, it certainly was nice to have a countertop, stove and a fridge to prepare stuff. I didn't need to lug along a two-burner camp stove and small propane bottles, everything was already there and attached. We only prepared hot water, eggs and sausage but it was very nice to have. I can image that in warmer months when hooked to a full service electric and water, it would be a complete pleasure to have the luxury of a microwave, sink and a/c.
I honestly don't know if I'd do it again. The kids loved it but they mainly loved it for the novelty and the fact that it had a TV. I'm glad I tried it and if it was just my wife and I, with the chance of raining (and funds allowed) I think we might contemplate it again. For now, I'll stick with my 6 person tent. The best parts of the trailer turned out to be the kitchen and the ability to throw everything we didn't want in the car in the trailer and be on our way. I loved the night lighting around the kitchen and the trailer, makes for a very nice evening when wanting to have some comforts without a headlamp.
It was very awkward from the beginning due to poor communication with the owner of the trailer rental place. Since it's off season they have limited hours and are hard to get a hold of over the phone. We didn't know for sure we were going until the morning of our trip. I had gotten out a bunch of camping stuff, in the event the trailer wasn't big enough for all four of us. Also I got out some cooking stuff, but in true form, I didn't lay everything out as to what I actually needed and was going to use. That will come back to bite me in the but at some point in the story.
I picked it up, brought it home, threw everything in it, the kids in the car and we were off. Our first stop is Hickory Run SP in Pennsylvania. We got there in the dark, searched for the entrance (which was passed twice) and picked a spot. Enjoyed a nice fire, some good dinner and the kids watched the movies we brought in the warmth of the trailer.
We took three dogs, another no no for those wondering. I can only trust one of them off leash, the other two would go explore in a second if given the chance, that point was proven on an early, cold, Sunday morning. The dogs mostly stayed in the car, while the puppy camped in the trailer with us. She's small and doesn't take up much space, not to mention she'd not be happy to be away from us and would probably cry most of the night.
It turned out that condensation was also an issue in the trailer, never opened the vent until the morning on night one. Even with the vent opened on night two it didn't do much better. We took turns being comfortable. Night number one the kids slept up against me and therefor my wife was on the more comfy side. Night number two the kids slept up against her and I was more comfortable. I honestly think that it wasn't really a king size bed, we fit with four kids in a queen the same way that we fit in the "king" size trailer. However, it was pretty comfortable all things considered. I had planned to sleep in the tent, while my wife and the kids slept in the trailer (even brought all the crap), but never did it and wish I had. It'd be perfect for two people, which, ironically, is what it was designed for.
My favorite part of it was the kitchen area with the fridge. Although there was limited storage and if I ever built one, I'd build it differently, it certainly was nice to have a countertop, stove and a fridge to prepare stuff. I didn't need to lug along a two-burner camp stove and small propane bottles, everything was already there and attached. We only prepared hot water, eggs and sausage but it was very nice to have. I can image that in warmer months when hooked to a full service electric and water, it would be a complete pleasure to have the luxury of a microwave, sink and a/c.
I honestly don't know if I'd do it again. The kids loved it but they mainly loved it for the novelty and the fact that it had a TV. I'm glad I tried it and if it was just my wife and I, with the chance of raining (and funds allowed) I think we might contemplate it again. For now, I'll stick with my 6 person tent. The best parts of the trailer turned out to be the kitchen and the ability to throw everything we didn't want in the car in the trailer and be on our way. I loved the night lighting around the kitchen and the trailer, makes for a very nice evening when wanting to have some comforts without a headlamp.
Annual Neighborhood Camping Trip... and turning 40
What a scary thought it is to leave one decade and move into another. It's only fun when you're 9 or 19. I'm officially 40 this year and it's scary to think about. I know, 40 is the new 30, but I liked my 30's for the most part and loved my 20's... Nothing I can do about it and I'm going to have to change my attitude cause it's here and the number is only going to go up.
For my 40th birthday weekend my family participated in the annual neighborhood camping trip. Most of the group aren't campers, and we're only in a local campground, but the kids have the time of their lives and us parents, well, for the most part we get to to relax a good deal and enjoy ourselves as well.
We set up at the Little Red Barn Campground in Quakertown, PA. A nice, family run campground that is very clean and organized. Everything went off without a hitch with the exception of my MIL's dog got off his leash, which led to some serious bushwhacking through the local woods to find him.
The kids all played so well and they were beat by the day's end each day. We received the remainder of Tropical Storm Cindy on our first night and never received a drop of rain in my tent, the Eureka Silver Canyon 6. I have since learned they discontinued that tent, not sure why, but it's worked flawlessly for our family so far.
My wife and oldest daughter planned a special event with the rest of the neighborhood that was there to surprise me for my birthday. They got me to go away then surprised me with a banner and cake when I returned. It was very nice. I'm not one for surprises but it was a good one.
After the overnight Friday rain we received from the storm, we arose to a beautiful June summer day. Blue skies abounded and everything was getting dried out.
I had a plan for the weekend and that was to relax. While attempting this I had my MIL's dog, Eno, hooked up on his collar. The second he knew I was asleep, that collar came off and he was gone. I summoned my wife and formed a search party. Off into the briers and thickets I went. In shorts and a t-shirt I dug my way through the woods and was always just a step behind the dog. Like he was just playing with me. Eventually he came out to my wife, thank god, got him hooked back up and in the crate. The afternoon went on.
We had a nice dinner and a wonderful campfire with s'mores and sparklers. The kids did crafts and played games. Everyone was beat and headed to bed early.
Sunday the festivities continued with playing in the pool and then packing up. The weather was perfect and it was hard to leave.
For my 40th birthday weekend my family participated in the annual neighborhood camping trip. Most of the group aren't campers, and we're only in a local campground, but the kids have the time of their lives and us parents, well, for the most part we get to to relax a good deal and enjoy ourselves as well.
We set up at the Little Red Barn Campground in Quakertown, PA. A nice, family run campground that is very clean and organized. Everything went off without a hitch with the exception of my MIL's dog got off his leash, which led to some serious bushwhacking through the local woods to find him.
The kids all played so well and they were beat by the day's end each day. We received the remainder of Tropical Storm Cindy on our first night and never received a drop of rain in my tent, the Eureka Silver Canyon 6. I have since learned they discontinued that tent, not sure why, but it's worked flawlessly for our family so far.
My wife and oldest daughter planned a special event with the rest of the neighborhood that was there to surprise me for my birthday. They got me to go away then surprised me with a banner and cake when I returned. It was very nice. I'm not one for surprises but it was a good one.
After the overnight Friday rain we received from the storm, we arose to a beautiful June summer day. Blue skies abounded and everything was getting dried out.
I had a plan for the weekend and that was to relax. While attempting this I had my MIL's dog, Eno, hooked up on his collar. The second he knew I was asleep, that collar came off and he was gone. I summoned my wife and formed a search party. Off into the briers and thickets I went. In shorts and a t-shirt I dug my way through the woods and was always just a step behind the dog. Like he was just playing with me. Eventually he came out to my wife, thank god, got him hooked back up and in the crate. The afternoon went on.
We had a nice dinner and a wonderful campfire with s'mores and sparklers. The kids did crafts and played games. Everyone was beat and headed to bed early.
Sunday the festivities continued with playing in the pool and then packing up. The weather was perfect and it was hard to leave.
Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Brief Overnight Camping Trip
Well it's not officially winter yet, but I needed a night in the woods like no ones business. After a week of being super busy, scheduling jobs left and right, keeping on top of home stuff and the kids, I needed a cold night in the woods.
A week earlier I called my brother who's always up for a camping trip. Turned out that a few wrenches were thrown into my plans and I didn't think I was going to be able to go. So I cancelled the trip. Then, by the camping gods grace, I ended my tasks early on Saturday and made the call to meet up and go camping. Him being his normal hesitant self, couldn't decide on whether or not he wanted to bother with the trouble of packing for one night's worth of camping. But in the end, he caved and he met me at our usual car pooling location and we headed north, then west to get to one of the trails heading to the Pinnacle on the Appalachian Trail.
This was also my new dog's first trip in the woods. Puppies being what they are have endless energy and she's no different. My brother's dog and her were happy leading the way, through the cool dark evening through the woods. My brother assured me that there was a great campsite located just up the trail. He accused me of not believing him that he had the perfect spot located just ahead and endlessly threw it in my face when we got close to the site.
The site was located between two nicely flowing streams on either side, the chores of setting up the camp, collecting and starting a fire and making sure the dogs didn't wander off too far. In no time we had a roaring fire, the tent was setup and my brother started on his dinner routine. I had already eaten on the road so I didn't need anything.
I had wrapped up the puppy in a sleeping bag and blanket while we hung around the campfire. The dogs were pretty tired from the hike but more importantly they were happy to be warm.
I was ready for bed from the minute I dropped the pack but my brother wasn't so we hung around and enjoyed the fire and after we burned the firewood for the night, we were off to bed. I slept like I've never slept in the woods before, like a rock. Warm and cozy buried deep in my sleeping bag. The puppy was wrapped up in her bag huddled next to my brother's dog.
The morning came, I had responsibilities that I needed to get to a little later in the morning, so we had a small morning fire, packed up and out in recorded breaking time for us. Made great time back to the trailhead, only to find a ticket on my truck. Unreal. We then got on the road and made great time back to the park and ride. Then I was early to my appointment and everything went well.
I'm ready for the next trip but I'm not sure when that's coming. It seems like I could be happy doing a trip every other weekend. The feeling of being in the woods is such an enjoyable and relaxing time, it's like a drug.
A week earlier I called my brother who's always up for a camping trip. Turned out that a few wrenches were thrown into my plans and I didn't think I was going to be able to go. So I cancelled the trip. Then, by the camping gods grace, I ended my tasks early on Saturday and made the call to meet up and go camping. Him being his normal hesitant self, couldn't decide on whether or not he wanted to bother with the trouble of packing for one night's worth of camping. But in the end, he caved and he met me at our usual car pooling location and we headed north, then west to get to one of the trails heading to the Pinnacle on the Appalachian Trail.
This was also my new dog's first trip in the woods. Puppies being what they are have endless energy and she's no different. My brother's dog and her were happy leading the way, through the cool dark evening through the woods. My brother assured me that there was a great campsite located just up the trail. He accused me of not believing him that he had the perfect spot located just ahead and endlessly threw it in my face when we got close to the site.
The site was located between two nicely flowing streams on either side, the chores of setting up the camp, collecting and starting a fire and making sure the dogs didn't wander off too far. In no time we had a roaring fire, the tent was setup and my brother started on his dinner routine. I had already eaten on the road so I didn't need anything.
I had wrapped up the puppy in a sleeping bag and blanket while we hung around the campfire. The dogs were pretty tired from the hike but more importantly they were happy to be warm.
I was ready for bed from the minute I dropped the pack but my brother wasn't so we hung around and enjoyed the fire and after we burned the firewood for the night, we were off to bed. I slept like I've never slept in the woods before, like a rock. Warm and cozy buried deep in my sleeping bag. The puppy was wrapped up in her bag huddled next to my brother's dog.
The morning came, I had responsibilities that I needed to get to a little later in the morning, so we had a small morning fire, packed up and out in recorded breaking time for us. Made great time back to the trailhead, only to find a ticket on my truck. Unreal. We then got on the road and made great time back to the park and ride. Then I was early to my appointment and everything went well.
I'm ready for the next trip but I'm not sure when that's coming. It seems like I could be happy doing a trip every other weekend. The feeling of being in the woods is such an enjoyable and relaxing time, it's like a drug.
Friday, September 1, 2017
A New Puppy! And the Chaos that follows it......
Well we have had two dogs for 12 years, both were rescues. My wife had gotten them during her previous marriage, one who was 5 years old and later a puppy. Well fast forward, today the 5 year old left us about two months ago, at the ripe age of 20. The then puppy is still here, fifteen years later. There's not but one real complaint about either of them with the exception that the now 15 year old, Lucy, is a trash eater, if she's allowed.
After two months we started talking about getting another dog, we went to several rescue adoption events and like most people, immediately fell in love with all the cute puppies. We eventually chose one and started the adoption papers. We had our three puppies picked out and by the time we got everything in order, two of them were already adopted. So we went and adopted the third puppy. She's asleep next to me on the couch as we speak. A 12 week old hound, boxer mix that is about as adorable as they come. So far has fit right into our family and seems to be enjoying herself.
I expected a lot of things when getting a new puppy, whining, chewing, nipping, accidents and early mornings. I expected my kids being super excited and overwhelmed with the addition to our family. What I didn't expect was my young son and daughter's insanity tonight when I brought her home for the first time. To add to it we had my other daughter's, impromptu birthday dinner with my parents, my mother in law and my brother. I don't know if the excitement of the new puppy or the other people coming over set my kids off but both of them were out of control fighting for pole position over the dog. They were constantly trying to be first inline for the praise and admiration over the dog and each other. It was exhausting.
It's official that they love the dog and they are both exhausted from trying to show off and wear down the pooch.
I'm looking forward to their love continuing and the fighting for pole position calming down.
After two months we started talking about getting another dog, we went to several rescue adoption events and like most people, immediately fell in love with all the cute puppies. We eventually chose one and started the adoption papers. We had our three puppies picked out and by the time we got everything in order, two of them were already adopted. So we went and adopted the third puppy. She's asleep next to me on the couch as we speak. A 12 week old hound, boxer mix that is about as adorable as they come. So far has fit right into our family and seems to be enjoying herself.
I expected a lot of things when getting a new puppy, whining, chewing, nipping, accidents and early mornings. I expected my kids being super excited and overwhelmed with the addition to our family. What I didn't expect was my young son and daughter's insanity tonight when I brought her home for the first time. To add to it we had my other daughter's, impromptu birthday dinner with my parents, my mother in law and my brother. I don't know if the excitement of the new puppy or the other people coming over set my kids off but both of them were out of control fighting for pole position over the dog. They were constantly trying to be first inline for the praise and admiration over the dog and each other. It was exhausting.
It's official that they love the dog and they are both exhausted from trying to show off and wear down the pooch.
I'm looking forward to their love continuing and the fighting for pole position calming down.
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
Olympic National Park Adventure!
My wife and I made plans months ago to get to Olympic National Park for my 40th and sort of anniversary trip. So we planned, researched and did it! It was amazing!
We flew nonstop, 6 hours, from Newark to Sea-Tac and then drove for two hours to our first destination, Seal Rock Campground. I highly recommend it, beautiful place, I saw a Bald Eagle, not 6 feet from my face, harbor seal 10 feet away and a whale surfacing some distance away. Unfortunately I didn't have my camera or phone and my wife wasn't there to witness it, memories will have to do. We had a beautiful night's stay and after some beach exploring in the morning and talking with the caretaker, we were off.
Next stop was Port Angeles, you could see Canada on the other side of the harbor and we explored the town a little. It was immediately colder with the winds off the harbor and being exposed to the water. Beautiful landscape to say the least. The town was a little run down in spots, but I'm assuming the job situation up there isn't the greatest which would explain it.
Off to Hurricane ridge in ONP and our second night's stay. Our plan was to backpack down to Moose Lake, a 4.2 mile trip down the trail was extremely hard, rewarding and enjoyable. Switchbacks are not my friend and we eventually got there. Amazing campsite, right on the pond, overlooking it. Flat calm with fish jumping at every fly they thought they could catch. The water was a deep turquoise and filled with fallen logs. A nearby group of young adults tried their luck at skinny dipping the frigid pond, which didn't last long. My wife unknowingly surprised the guy getting out who was excitedly shaking what he got, he wasn't embarrassed (good for him knowing the temp of the water). It made for a funny story and sight.
We were in bed early and up early. Much to my surprise the stars weren't anything to write home about, they were beautiful, but not as much so as other places we've been. The morning was cool and gray, the sun was trying to peak out and eventually it did, just in time for us to be packed up and head out. The group of skinny dippers were out early, by 7:30. We came back the way we got there, all uphill with the same terrible switchbacks to keep us entertained. The views were just as spectacular as they were the day before, if not more so.
We made it back to the car, stretched and drove to the visitors center for some lunch. We hobbled in like a pair of old fogies and ordered too much food. It was pretty good for being 5000 feet in the mountains. After eating, we headed back down the mountain to several other stops, or so we thought. We ended up (I ended up) getting a hotel room, I couldn't take it anymore, I was done driving, wanted a clean shower and comfy bed. We got the last room in the town of Forks, from the Twilight movie fame. Nothing like what they show in the movie BTW, but we ended up having dinner and drinks at the local bar/airport which turned out way better than I think either of us expected.
The next morning we headed down the road to Rialto Beach and Ruby Beach, Sul Duc Falls and the Hoh Rain Forest. We had to rush through most of them, but we spent plenty of time at the beaches. They were amazing. We could have spent more time there, but just didn't have enough time to spare.
We did as much as we could do, including a trip to REI's Flagship store in Seattle, which was impressive to say the least. Tried to find a place to eat but the downtown was crazy and there wasn't anywhere to stop and park. So we headed to the airport, returned the rental car and found there were no restaurants open there either but the fast food joints. We somehow got upgraded to first class, which is huge for me and my knees. I actually slept on the plane, something that never happens. Four hours later we were in Chicago for a two hour layover. Some McD's breakfast and off to Newark for the completion of our trip.
All in all one of the best places I've ever been. Our campsite couldn't have been beaten. The hike was amazing. We're hoping to get back to do the beach backpacking trip and maybe the drive down the coast to CA. But that's down the road. I'm glad we're home but ready for more outdoors time.
We flew nonstop, 6 hours, from Newark to Sea-Tac and then drove for two hours to our first destination, Seal Rock Campground. I highly recommend it, beautiful place, I saw a Bald Eagle, not 6 feet from my face, harbor seal 10 feet away and a whale surfacing some distance away. Unfortunately I didn't have my camera or phone and my wife wasn't there to witness it, memories will have to do. We had a beautiful night's stay and after some beach exploring in the morning and talking with the caretaker, we were off.
Next stop was Port Angeles, you could see Canada on the other side of the harbor and we explored the town a little. It was immediately colder with the winds off the harbor and being exposed to the water. Beautiful landscape to say the least. The town was a little run down in spots, but I'm assuming the job situation up there isn't the greatest which would explain it.
Off to Hurricane ridge in ONP and our second night's stay. Our plan was to backpack down to Moose Lake, a 4.2 mile trip down the trail was extremely hard, rewarding and enjoyable. Switchbacks are not my friend and we eventually got there. Amazing campsite, right on the pond, overlooking it. Flat calm with fish jumping at every fly they thought they could catch. The water was a deep turquoise and filled with fallen logs. A nearby group of young adults tried their luck at skinny dipping the frigid pond, which didn't last long. My wife unknowingly surprised the guy getting out who was excitedly shaking what he got, he wasn't embarrassed (good for him knowing the temp of the water). It made for a funny story and sight.
We were in bed early and up early. Much to my surprise the stars weren't anything to write home about, they were beautiful, but not as much so as other places we've been. The morning was cool and gray, the sun was trying to peak out and eventually it did, just in time for us to be packed up and head out. The group of skinny dippers were out early, by 7:30. We came back the way we got there, all uphill with the same terrible switchbacks to keep us entertained. The views were just as spectacular as they were the day before, if not more so.
We made it back to the car, stretched and drove to the visitors center for some lunch. We hobbled in like a pair of old fogies and ordered too much food. It was pretty good for being 5000 feet in the mountains. After eating, we headed back down the mountain to several other stops, or so we thought. We ended up (I ended up) getting a hotel room, I couldn't take it anymore, I was done driving, wanted a clean shower and comfy bed. We got the last room in the town of Forks, from the Twilight movie fame. Nothing like what they show in the movie BTW, but we ended up having dinner and drinks at the local bar/airport which turned out way better than I think either of us expected.
The next morning we headed down the road to Rialto Beach and Ruby Beach, Sul Duc Falls and the Hoh Rain Forest. We had to rush through most of them, but we spent plenty of time at the beaches. They were amazing. We could have spent more time there, but just didn't have enough time to spare.
We did as much as we could do, including a trip to REI's Flagship store in Seattle, which was impressive to say the least. Tried to find a place to eat but the downtown was crazy and there wasn't anywhere to stop and park. So we headed to the airport, returned the rental car and found there were no restaurants open there either but the fast food joints. We somehow got upgraded to first class, which is huge for me and my knees. I actually slept on the plane, something that never happens. Four hours later we were in Chicago for a two hour layover. Some McD's breakfast and off to Newark for the completion of our trip.
All in all one of the best places I've ever been. Our campsite couldn't have been beaten. The hike was amazing. We're hoping to get back to do the beach backpacking trip and maybe the drive down the coast to CA. But that's down the road. I'm glad we're home but ready for more outdoors time.
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
MoutainSmith Apex 100 Backpack Review
I wanted a bigger backpack to handle family backpacking trips where our little ones would be coming along and not yet able to haul the bigger stuff and for cold winter backpacking trips where I would get to pack some extra essentials. In to my life came the Mountain Smith Apex 100.
It's an upgrade from my other MountainSmith Cross Country 70 backpack that I love. The Apex 100 is a beast, it hauls it all with ease. I have only tested it on weekend trips and have found it to be very comfortable and handles the load as if it wasn't even there.
My few complaints are that I don't have it dialed in perfect yet, it feels as though it's slipping off one side of my body and I'm pretty sure that's just how I am wearing it. I am a little disappointed that with a pack this big the waist straps don't extend much larger, but it works fine. I'm on the bigger side, 6'3" and 260 pounds, it fits my profile well. The shoulder straps are also very short on adjustment as well, but it is okay. If I had known they'd be changing the design I'd have held off until getting the newer design that has side stash pockets and back panel instead of zippered side pockets and no back panel pocket.
I'm hoping to get to use it much more often, it's a great pack and I feel very comfortable wearing it. I just need to find more adventures suitable for it's immense carrying abilities.
Monday, March 6, 2017
Annual Brother's Backpacking Trip
Normal people, if they know of backpacking at all, associate it and camping in general for the warmer or mild months. And as it's been pointed out more than once, we're not normal people.
It was supposed to be warmer in March than February, however my brother's and I happened to pick the coldest weekend of the year to get out and freeze our asses off backpacking on the great Appalachian Trail in Southern Pennsylvania. Michaux Forest to be exact.
However, this year was different. Last year set the marker for trips here on out I think. While my younger brother and I are more than willing, partially able, to do high mileage backpacking trips in whatever mother nature can throw at us, our other two brothers prefer the basecamp and dayhike type of trips now. Last year we just dayhiked, ten miles to be exact... in soft sand most of the way. This year my younger brother and I scoped out a shelter on the AT, close enough to the road that we'd only have a short hike and then stay at at nice shelter and dayhike a loop to a look out point.
The forecast was to be in the upper teens, but we prepared and went on with our adventure. I was the only one ready when I was told to be, a first for me, we met at a park and ride in KOP and piled into one car and headed southwest towards the forest. We loaded up, like we were summiting Everest for the first time, then within a 20 minute walk, we were there.
Unpacked and set up camp. Scoped out the area and headed up the blue blazed trail past some giant boulders and alongside a very pleasant creek. Changing to a forest road, we were nearing the top of the ridge. We ran into the shelter caretaker, his wife and their dog there. We had a nice conversation and headed to the lookout. A brisk and brief stay was had due to the wind and cold temps.
Going back to camp, this time on the famously white blazed AT, it was almost all downhill. What goes up, must come down was proven and before long we were back at camp getting the fire going.
It was another great trip of conversations we should have more often, awkward moments that should only happen there, snoring and passing the time glancing at stars.
It was supposed to be warmer in March than February, however my brother's and I happened to pick the coldest weekend of the year to get out and freeze our asses off backpacking on the great Appalachian Trail in Southern Pennsylvania. Michaux Forest to be exact.
However, this year was different. Last year set the marker for trips here on out I think. While my younger brother and I are more than willing, partially able, to do high mileage backpacking trips in whatever mother nature can throw at us, our other two brothers prefer the basecamp and dayhike type of trips now. Last year we just dayhiked, ten miles to be exact... in soft sand most of the way. This year my younger brother and I scoped out a shelter on the AT, close enough to the road that we'd only have a short hike and then stay at at nice shelter and dayhike a loop to a look out point.
The forecast was to be in the upper teens, but we prepared and went on with our adventure. I was the only one ready when I was told to be, a first for me, we met at a park and ride in KOP and piled into one car and headed southwest towards the forest. We loaded up, like we were summiting Everest for the first time, then within a 20 minute walk, we were there.
Unpacked and set up camp. Scoped out the area and headed up the blue blazed trail past some giant boulders and alongside a very pleasant creek. Changing to a forest road, we were nearing the top of the ridge. We ran into the shelter caretaker, his wife and their dog there. We had a nice conversation and headed to the lookout. A brisk and brief stay was had due to the wind and cold temps.
Going back to camp, this time on the famously white blazed AT, it was almost all downhill. What goes up, must come down was proven and before long we were back at camp getting the fire going.
It was another great trip of conversations we should have more often, awkward moments that should only happen there, snoring and passing the time glancing at stars.
Thursday, February 23, 2017
Winter Backpacking Trip, with actual snow...
My brother Chris and I went on our yearly cold weather backpacking trip, our other two brothers have since decided that sleeping in the cold, after being in the cold all day, isn't quite for them. So for the trip with them, we'll be doing something in March. However, both Chris and I love the snow and the cold temps, not to mention the lack of crowds and bugs and made a decision to go a few weeks prior and actually followed through with the plan.
We ended up hiking the Thunder Swamp Trail, a trail in the central part of the eastern half of the state of Pennsylvania. There's plenty of creeks and tributaries feeding them and feeding off of them to enjoy and listen to. There's swamps to, but in the chill of winter, there's no bugs and no stink.
We chose a spot that was easy to get to Friday night, as we would be heading up in the dark and hiking in the dark, and easy to get out of Saturday morning. Chris and I being brothers, we both met up later than we wanted to Friday night and got to the place later than we wanted to, but with no one to be responsible for besides ourselves, it didn't matter. We met up at the park and ride, transferred gear, and made our way north west. We arrived at the trailhead and loaded up and made our way down the trail, literally down which meant it was easy and the next day would be uphill, but it wasn't that hard of a hike which made it not that horrifying of a morning hike out.
After an hour or so we arrived to the campsite, it was large and open with a established campfire ring. The night sky was a deep blue and the stars were out in force. The creek was flowing strong with the melting snow and recent heavy rains, which was nice to listen to. We made camp, set up the campfire and had some snacks. It was an early to bed night since we arrived so late, which was fine... a good night's sleep is always in order and appreciated.
I haven't been as cold as I was Friday night in a very long time. For whatever reason I've never been as cold, I think the air pad I used was not insulated for the cold. The good news, I woke to bright sunshine, warmth and a glorious day awaiting our start to the day. We packed up around noon, yeah that's right, not early risers.... And went on our way. A nice easy hike up to the car, to run into some morons that were out for a dayhike and couldn't resist making a comment to us about our equipment. Being the OCD people my brother and I are, it irritated my brother for the next hour and a half, which isn't good for anyone. Never sure why people have to go out of their way to be dicks, but they find a need to.
Saturday's hike was a wet and sloppy hike mostly downhill, with the exception of the uphill section in the first part of the hike. Four miles later we made it to the creek and camp, there were two guys there and only one site to be seen. They were very nice guys and we ended up talking enough that they found another site and moved there. We had a nice fire by the creek, had a nice dinner and relaxed.
In the morning we packed up and decided that we were going to go to a short cut, well the short cut was a great idea until we passed our turn, went two miles out of the way and then got back on course. Walla, we were back on the road within 3/4 of a mile and at the car. Off to the waterpark to meet the family for two days of fun.
We ended up hiking the Thunder Swamp Trail, a trail in the central part of the eastern half of the state of Pennsylvania. There's plenty of creeks and tributaries feeding them and feeding off of them to enjoy and listen to. There's swamps to, but in the chill of winter, there's no bugs and no stink.
After an hour or so we arrived to the campsite, it was large and open with a established campfire ring. The night sky was a deep blue and the stars were out in force. The creek was flowing strong with the melting snow and recent heavy rains, which was nice to listen to. We made camp, set up the campfire and had some snacks. It was an early to bed night since we arrived so late, which was fine... a good night's sleep is always in order and appreciated.
I haven't been as cold as I was Friday night in a very long time. For whatever reason I've never been as cold, I think the air pad I used was not insulated for the cold. The good news, I woke to bright sunshine, warmth and a glorious day awaiting our start to the day. We packed up around noon, yeah that's right, not early risers.... And went on our way. A nice easy hike up to the car, to run into some morons that were out for a dayhike and couldn't resist making a comment to us about our equipment. Being the OCD people my brother and I are, it irritated my brother for the next hour and a half, which isn't good for anyone. Never sure why people have to go out of their way to be dicks, but they find a need to.
Saturday's hike was a wet and sloppy hike mostly downhill, with the exception of the uphill section in the first part of the hike. Four miles later we made it to the creek and camp, there were two guys there and only one site to be seen. They were very nice guys and we ended up talking enough that they found another site and moved there. We had a nice fire by the creek, had a nice dinner and relaxed.
In the morning we packed up and decided that we were going to go to a short cut, well the short cut was a great idea until we passed our turn, went two miles out of the way and then got back on course. Walla, we were back on the road within 3/4 of a mile and at the car. Off to the waterpark to meet the family for two days of fun.
Saturday, January 7, 2017
Taking the plunge, having a leap of faith....
Whatever you want to call it, I'm in it now!
I was laid off from my regular 9 - 5 job about 4 months ago. I hated the place, hated my immediate coworker and wasn't too fond of my superior. Even though they were all good people, it wasn't a fit for me and in actuality made me sick in terms of anxiety, stress and panic attacks.
Since I've been doing the same style job for more than 20 years, and it's really the only thing I've done, besides being a firefighter for the same length of time, I needed a change. Sitting behind those desks for the past two decades taught me that I wanted more out of life than sitting there was going to give me, I wanted some sense of freedom. I wanted something new and exciting and totally different than anything I've ever done. So my wife and I decided that we were going to buy a franchise.
One day while I was getting my thirty minute sanity break (called a lunch break) I ran into a guy in a branded vehicle at the local convenience store and we talked a little. He was a home inspector and was swamped with work. I immediately went home and began researching the business. My wife then began researching the business. The decision was soon made after I got laid off, a fancy phrase for being fired, and needed work and a change of careers.
After several months of researching, talking to different franchises and contemplating, we made the plunge. After four months, we're in the thick of it, in terms of the franchise and debt at the moment. Every day I am trying to sell myself and the company. The days of getting a weekly check for a set amount and annual bonuses are gone. Now what I earn will be solely based on what I put into the company. It's on me... I'm the man I'm working for and I'm going to do everything in my power to get this thing running right.
So far, it's painfully slow. I've had one presentation, scheduled a second and have been pounding on doors and the pavement to try to get business. It's not easy. I never thought it would be. I thought I'd have something by this time, but have yet to get anywhere. I'm assured it'll come. I'm banking on it.
Sometimes taking the leap isn't as easy as an outsider might thing. It's hard, nothing is given to you and you work your ass off for sometimes nothing. My only hope is that all my hard work will pay off and the sooner the better.
I was laid off from my regular 9 - 5 job about 4 months ago. I hated the place, hated my immediate coworker and wasn't too fond of my superior. Even though they were all good people, it wasn't a fit for me and in actuality made me sick in terms of anxiety, stress and panic attacks.
Since I've been doing the same style job for more than 20 years, and it's really the only thing I've done, besides being a firefighter for the same length of time, I needed a change. Sitting behind those desks for the past two decades taught me that I wanted more out of life than sitting there was going to give me, I wanted some sense of freedom. I wanted something new and exciting and totally different than anything I've ever done. So my wife and I decided that we were going to buy a franchise.
One day while I was getting my thirty minute sanity break (called a lunch break) I ran into a guy in a branded vehicle at the local convenience store and we talked a little. He was a home inspector and was swamped with work. I immediately went home and began researching the business. My wife then began researching the business. The decision was soon made after I got laid off, a fancy phrase for being fired, and needed work and a change of careers.
After several months of researching, talking to different franchises and contemplating, we made the plunge. After four months, we're in the thick of it, in terms of the franchise and debt at the moment. Every day I am trying to sell myself and the company. The days of getting a weekly check for a set amount and annual bonuses are gone. Now what I earn will be solely based on what I put into the company. It's on me... I'm the man I'm working for and I'm going to do everything in my power to get this thing running right.
So far, it's painfully slow. I've had one presentation, scheduled a second and have been pounding on doors and the pavement to try to get business. It's not easy. I never thought it would be. I thought I'd have something by this time, but have yet to get anywhere. I'm assured it'll come. I'm banking on it.
Sometimes taking the leap isn't as easy as an outsider might thing. It's hard, nothing is given to you and you work your ass off for sometimes nothing. My only hope is that all my hard work will pay off and the sooner the better.
Out with the New in with the Old
I'm a huge Jeep Wrangler fan. Always have been. Something about being able to cruise around with the top and doors off on a warm summer day is extremely appealing to me, almost spiritual. That being said, it is what it is, a Jeep. It's a rough ride, basic interior finish with some luxuries if you buy the Sahara model or up, but it still leaks on occasion, is loud on the highway and basically as aerodynamic as a brick. But I still love them.
There's an ongoing joke in my family about how many jobs and cars I've had in my life so far, and we're adding another car to the mix. I traded in my long sought after, two year old, Jeep Wrangler Unlimited for a five year old Toyota 4Runner. I've always been a huge fan of the 4Runner and Toyota's in general. I've had a standard cab Tacoma with no frills and it was a beast. Fun to drive, great in the snow, peppy for a small truck and for the most part economical. I bought it used and it lasted forever.
So when it came time for me to look for a vehicle to trade my Jeep in for, since it wasn't white and had to be for the business, I looked at both Jeeps and 4Runners. Since Jeeps hold their value so well, it just wasn't worth it to try to find a Wrangler for the right price with the right options. I'd be paying more for a vehicle with higher mileage and not nearly as every day road comfortable as the 4Runner. So it went. I'm sad to see it go, but I vow that in two years time I'll be looking to get back into a Wrangler, I'll buy used with the things I want and it will be what it is meant to be, a fun vehicle to take to the beach, through the snow and on the backroads of where ever I can find with the top and doors off racing towards an adventure.
There's an ongoing joke in my family about how many jobs and cars I've had in my life so far, and we're adding another car to the mix. I traded in my long sought after, two year old, Jeep Wrangler Unlimited for a five year old Toyota 4Runner. I've always been a huge fan of the 4Runner and Toyota's in general. I've had a standard cab Tacoma with no frills and it was a beast. Fun to drive, great in the snow, peppy for a small truck and for the most part economical. I bought it used and it lasted forever.
So when it came time for me to look for a vehicle to trade my Jeep in for, since it wasn't white and had to be for the business, I looked at both Jeeps and 4Runners. Since Jeeps hold their value so well, it just wasn't worth it to try to find a Wrangler for the right price with the right options. I'd be paying more for a vehicle with higher mileage and not nearly as every day road comfortable as the 4Runner. So it went. I'm sad to see it go, but I vow that in two years time I'll be looking to get back into a Wrangler, I'll buy used with the things I want and it will be what it is meant to be, a fun vehicle to take to the beach, through the snow and on the backroads of where ever I can find with the top and doors off racing towards an adventure.
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