Father's Day Backpacking!

Im really likeing that sheath set-up:thumbup: wish i could get one for my Aurora!:eek::D:D:D
 
My wife is “under-employed” right now, but has been doing some on-line curriculum design and review for a virtual school. She picked up an odd project from a guy she hasn’t worked with and the guy is an idiot. She’s been so frustrated this past week that on Thursday, she said…”let’s pack up and do little backpacking trip for Father’s Day and to get away from the phone and computer!” Well, everything was pretty much ready, so we headed out for a few days to Panther Creek in northeast Georgia. We haven’t been here since 2004.

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The trail was decent, but had a few rough areas; we hiked in just a few miles and set up camp.

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My wife and I were a little disgusted with some of the trash left in the camp sites we passed. The area is pretty close to the University of Augusta; I don’t want to blame the college kids, but we did see some on the trail. I’m all for having a good time with friends, but the trash, wine/beer bottles, empty tin cans of food and general “crap” was disturbing. It’s such a beautiful area and that beauty is spoiled to a degree when ass-hats leave their refuse. We’re not your hard-core “green” advocates, but we do believe in good stewardship and policing up after yourself. I’m tempted to recommend that some signs get made and even leave a couple of dispenser boxes with trash bags; maybe it would encourage them to pack their crap back out.

I do feel somewhat guilty. Our pooch packed in a can of Guinness for me…I need to balance out his food and water bowl!:o I was so looking forward to that stout, smooth and creek-cooled Guinness…I asked my son to put it into a secure spot in the creek. Well, his location wasn’t too secure and my much awaited can of Guinness was gone! We looked and looked and couldn’t locate it…my son felt awful, not only at the loss, but that he contributed to the “pollution”. I’m just hoping some angler downstream stumbles across it after a long hot/humid day of fishing…boy, wouldn’t that be a sight! Good news is that I had a couple waiting for me when we got home…

ROCK6

I was at Rock Creek two week ago...I picked up trash that was left along the creek. I'm not a "Greenie" but I do believe we should take care of our natural beauty...it belongs to all of us.
 
Now that's the way to spend Father's Day! Thanks for the pics.

Trout and bannock-- that makes me hungry:).

Your son looks like he is hauling his fair share of the gear. How old is he and how much does his pack weigh?
 
Your son looks like he is hauling his fair share of the gear. How old is he and how much does his pack weigh?

My son is eleven and a half - his pack weight in was right around 30 pounds. His packing list includes the bulky items...his hammock, poncho liner for a sleeping bag (gotta love summer time!), some extra clothes, Camelbak, water bottle, Guyot bowl & cup with spork...and he carried his own snacks minus the main meals which my wife and I split.

He also packed his Cub Scout's belt/pouch for the day hikes...it also holds his water bottle. The only big thing was the Cold Steel shovel I bought him; probably overkill, but it came in handy for me:D

It was about two and half miles to the camp site and he did pretty good. He wanted to bring about 10 knives, but I had to really limit him and keep him restricted to his packing list. A few more hikes and he'll figure out what's really needed and what's not:thumbup:

ROCK6
 
My son is eleven and a half - his pack weight in was right around 30 pounds.

It was about two and half miles to the camp site and he did pretty good. He wanted to bring about 10 knives, but I had to really limit him and keep him restricted to his packing list. A few more hikes and he'll figure out what's really needed and what's not:thumbup:

ROCK6

That's great to hear. The best thing about being 11/12 and knives usually is you never want to bring the small ones. At least that was the way I was. I still have a Western Bowie I hauled around at that age that probably weighs as much as a boat anchor:eek:

Experience is a great teacher:thumbup:
 
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