Spent the day sleeping in until noon.....
finally crawled out of the Bushcave around 1300 hours and headed out for some woods bumming.
Drove to the tony part of West Vancouver and parked my truck. Dissapeared into the trails, the rain and cool fresh air a refreshing change from the stale air and beer&garlic "odors" of the Bushcave
Scurried along the trails, got to the eastern most portion of the park where the general public never ventures. Got down to the shore and sought shelter under a big douglas fir, it was nice and dry there. Pulled out the Nato canteen and BCB cup and set up the Hexamine tabs in between two small flat rocks. Scraped one tab into a bit of powder, shaved some mag dust onto it and used the fire steel to ignite them. Filled my BCB with water and mint tea and let er cook for a while.
Found some cool sun dried bones, looked like seagull bones. Used my Emerson CQC11 Utcom to drill holes into them and i made a "ward off bad JuJu" necklace. Also found a big salmon spinner lure. Removed the rusty treble hook and added the lure to my juju necklace.
had my hot tea and a Snicker (the chocolate bar, not Pitdog's Snicker
). Packed up and continued to scramble on the oceans edge and the forest. Collected a bag full of hard pinesap chunks.
wandered around for several hours, noting several potential shelter site. Saw lots of woodpeckers and bluejays.
Brewed another cuppa, then headed back, as it was getting dark. The rain picked up again too.
I tend to walk silently so i can hear the woods, and as i walked the dark trail and neared the corner of a big cedar, sudden large animal movement rushing towards me around the corner had me do two things in less than a split second:
1) i had drawn my TAC-EDC fixed blade and had it almost in the throat of the animal, and
2) I let out on hell of a loud guttural HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! . As luck would have it, the animal i was millimeters away from stabbing and slicing open its neck, was NOT a small black bear (there are lots of black bears in this park). It was actually a very large black dog, husky/samoyish looking, and it was old and half blind, and very friendly. Still, my heart was pounding....
THANKFULLY the owner was still 100 yards up the trail and did not see me (it was dark anyways) almost dispatch his mutt. He said, "that you that made that yelling?" yep i said, your dog spooked me as we both rounded the corner. Old man chuckled and said, yea that ol boy is deaf, dumb, half blind, but hes friendly.
we parted ways and i headed back to the truck and home.
no pics, no camera.
finally crawled out of the Bushcave around 1300 hours and headed out for some woods bumming.Drove to the tony part of West Vancouver and parked my truck. Dissapeared into the trails, the rain and cool fresh air a refreshing change from the stale air and beer&garlic "odors" of the Bushcave
Scurried along the trails, got to the eastern most portion of the park where the general public never ventures. Got down to the shore and sought shelter under a big douglas fir, it was nice and dry there. Pulled out the Nato canteen and BCB cup and set up the Hexamine tabs in between two small flat rocks. Scraped one tab into a bit of powder, shaved some mag dust onto it and used the fire steel to ignite them. Filled my BCB with water and mint tea and let er cook for a while.
Found some cool sun dried bones, looked like seagull bones. Used my Emerson CQC11 Utcom to drill holes into them and i made a "ward off bad JuJu" necklace. Also found a big salmon spinner lure. Removed the rusty treble hook and added the lure to my juju necklace.
had my hot tea and a Snicker (the chocolate bar, not Pitdog's Snicker
). Packed up and continued to scramble on the oceans edge and the forest. Collected a bag full of hard pinesap chunks. wandered around for several hours, noting several potential shelter site. Saw lots of woodpeckers and bluejays.
Brewed another cuppa, then headed back, as it was getting dark. The rain picked up again too.
I tend to walk silently so i can hear the woods, and as i walked the dark trail and neared the corner of a big cedar, sudden large animal movement rushing towards me around the corner had me do two things in less than a split second:
1) i had drawn my TAC-EDC fixed blade and had it almost in the throat of the animal, and
2) I let out on hell of a loud guttural HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! . As luck would have it, the animal i was millimeters away from stabbing and slicing open its neck, was NOT a small black bear (there are lots of black bears in this park). It was actually a very large black dog, husky/samoyish looking, and it was old and half blind, and very friendly. Still, my heart was pounding....
THANKFULLY the owner was still 100 yards up the trail and did not see me (it was dark anyways) almost dispatch his mutt. He said, "that you that made that yelling?" yep i said, your dog spooked me as we both rounded the corner. Old man chuckled and said, yea that ol boy is deaf, dumb, half blind, but hes friendly.
we parted ways and i headed back to the truck and home.
no pics, no camera.
