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Just one of those half drunken moments. Last year, I spent a LOT of time learning bushcraft techniques and I pushed myself into a challenge that I would spend at least 1 night as an overnighter each month. This year, I tried to focus on extended 3-4 d trips and commit myself to more of them. So far, in 2012 they've been winter or canoe camping adventures. There are a few things I've noticed. On the 1 day overnighters, I tended to focus on training activities and exercises as my theme. In 2012, on the multi-day trips I tended to just get into the grove of things. So yeah, as much as I was a bowdrill addict in 2011, in 2012 I started most of my fires with a zippo lighter and coghlan's stick. More of my time and effort was directed towards planning trips as to planning 'things and training to capture on film'. In the end, I think I'm just as happy and perhaps a little more so...
What I learned is that spending time in the bush is spending time in the bush. It doesn't matter if you spend it in a tent, a hammock or under a tarp. It doesn't matter if you have a mora, a sak or, a wildertool strapped to your belt. It doesn't matter if you cook your food on open coals, a triangia or a jetboil it. What matters is that you move yourself into the wilderness and stay the path until the appreciation of nature sets into your bones. You try in earnst to experience the Great Outdoors. You may seek solitude or you may share your experience, but whether you are one or with a small group of like minded souls, what matters is you (and your little group) find yourself in solitude, isolation and the awe of nature.
Now, I don't want to come across as if I do not value training. Survival training has given me confidence and the wherewithal to do things I would not have done ten years past. Its given my wife her confidence in me to take her where few wives have gone before and enjoy every moment of it (aside from the poison ivy effects afterwards). My point is, dirt time is dirt time is dirt time. Its not so much about the risk, the training, the blah, blah, blah [insert cliche W&SS fantasy here]... ITS NOT ABOUT THE GEAR....Its about finding that little bit of solitude, that appreciation in nature and the rush of being the little person in the world rather than the other way around.
So in the end, the only thing that matters is dirt time. Dirt time is golden time. For some, dirt time is religion. Dirt time is finding yourself, revitalizing yourself. Dirt time = real time. Its the time to ground your ego into the dirt <--- and leave it there.....The dirt is cleansing, its self reliance, its wisdom, its peace, its self assurance. It is life, as opposed to all that other stuff you do....
What do you say? Does it need to be survival? Does it need to be 20 mile/day hikes up 1000's of feet of elevation?...Whatever floats your boat...All I know is that dirt time has very low density - and it floats many types of boats!
What I learned is that spending time in the bush is spending time in the bush. It doesn't matter if you spend it in a tent, a hammock or under a tarp. It doesn't matter if you have a mora, a sak or, a wildertool strapped to your belt. It doesn't matter if you cook your food on open coals, a triangia or a jetboil it. What matters is that you move yourself into the wilderness and stay the path until the appreciation of nature sets into your bones. You try in earnst to experience the Great Outdoors. You may seek solitude or you may share your experience, but whether you are one or with a small group of like minded souls, what matters is you (and your little group) find yourself in solitude, isolation and the awe of nature.
Now, I don't want to come across as if I do not value training. Survival training has given me confidence and the wherewithal to do things I would not have done ten years past. Its given my wife her confidence in me to take her where few wives have gone before and enjoy every moment of it (aside from the poison ivy effects afterwards). My point is, dirt time is dirt time is dirt time. Its not so much about the risk, the training, the blah, blah, blah [insert cliche W&SS fantasy here]... ITS NOT ABOUT THE GEAR....Its about finding that little bit of solitude, that appreciation in nature and the rush of being the little person in the world rather than the other way around.
So in the end, the only thing that matters is dirt time. Dirt time is golden time. For some, dirt time is religion. Dirt time is finding yourself, revitalizing yourself. Dirt time = real time. Its the time to ground your ego into the dirt <--- and leave it there.....The dirt is cleansing, its self reliance, its wisdom, its peace, its self assurance. It is life, as opposed to all that other stuff you do....
What do you say? Does it need to be survival? Does it need to be 20 mile/day hikes up 1000's of feet of elevation?...Whatever floats your boat...All I know is that dirt time has very low density - and it floats many types of boats!