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  • Johnny
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    • Oct 2024
    • 60

    Solo Camping

    After 30+ years in the US Army, I thought they managed to "beat camping out of me". Not so fast. Now retired, I really enjoy going out with a backpack or canoe and camping on Federal or State lands. I also enjoy my small, off-grid cabin on 20 acres, but public lands are cool too.

    Essentials of my trips include: relative comfort, good meal, a little bit of booze, and big campfire. Cheap dome tents with an air mattress are my "go-to" sleeping arrangement. Lately, I've started hammock camping. It's super comfortable but a bit claustrophobic. I'm always thinking that a bear could literally walk under me while sleeping. I still do it. A bit of booze helps to take the edge off.

    I don't like to see other human beings, so generally go deep into the woods or hit underused, free Federal camp sites. I'm 60 years old and none of my friends have any interest in what I'm doing or possibly tagging along. One old Army buddy wants to go with me, but it's probably 12 months out, if ever. I wait for no one. I go solo.

    One interesting thing about solo camping: I'm always busy and am never bored. Much of my time is spent hiking or canoeing to the location, setting up camp, gathering firewood, and cooking. There's never a dull moment. Another weird thing is that I can skip meals and not even know it. Yeah... i make up for it at dinner, but if I skip a breakfast or lunch, I don't even feel it.
  • 500grains
    Member
    • Oct 2024
    • 39

    #2
    I solo camp. With my dog, or without if backpacking.

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    • Johnny
      Member
      • Oct 2024
      • 60

      #3
      For about 3 weeks I've been busting ass almost every day building a shed. I'm done now. I need a break.

      Tomorrow I'm doing another solo overnight. This time I'm going soft and will be staying at our off-grid cabin. Here's the plan:

      Fill the pickup bed with firewood.
      Try to burn ALL that firewood.
      Fry bacon and make BLTS with WAY too much bacon.
      Walk the trails through the woods.
      Prepare an equally decadent breakfast of fried potatoes and bacon.

      UPDATE:

      I did burn all the firewood. Instead of bacon, I bought some on-sale New York Strip steaks. I ate way too much. After my huge dinner of steak and fried potatoes, I wasn't in to a large breakfast: just a cup of tea and instant soup.

      First time using our new propane heater. It literally heated the place in 10 minutes and I turned it off. When I bedded down in the loft, it was a comfortable 60 degrees. When I woke up, it was 56.
      Last edited by Johnny; 11-19-2024, 11:51 PM.

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