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Had a chance to go out on a hike with the family today. Great weather for it. Anyhoo, I wanted to teach the boys a little about how to help themselves in the forest.
Both boys are in scouts, 7 and 9, but young enough that almost all their exposure to the outdoors has been from my wife and I.
The first thing was to give them each his own emergency kit. I've been working on the kits since November. It's basically a fanny pak with a matchsafe,tinder,matches,signal mirror,whistle, rain poncho, and space blanket . I plan to add a few more things, but have to decide just what.
They also have their own backpacks. I just had them add a liter bottle of water and a coat to it. My oldest is allowed to carry his knife (sak).
We walked for an hour and then turned back. Since we had the entire mountain to ourselves, I decided an impromptu fire making class was in order.
I set my oldest son to gathering tinder, and the youngest to kindling. I showed my oldest son how to strike the lifeboat matches, and then let him light the aspen bark. The look on his face was worth a lot.
One of the recent threads on hiking staffs had a note about just using a found piece, and that's what I did. Both sons soon followed suit.
It seems to me that all of the things that can come between a father and son tend to fade away in the mountains.
Both boys are in scouts, 7 and 9, but young enough that almost all their exposure to the outdoors has been from my wife and I.
The first thing was to give them each his own emergency kit. I've been working on the kits since November. It's basically a fanny pak with a matchsafe,tinder,matches,signal mirror,whistle, rain poncho, and space blanket . I plan to add a few more things, but have to decide just what.
They also have their own backpacks. I just had them add a liter bottle of water and a coat to it. My oldest is allowed to carry his knife (sak).
We walked for an hour and then turned back. Since we had the entire mountain to ourselves, I decided an impromptu fire making class was in order.
I set my oldest son to gathering tinder, and the youngest to kindling. I showed my oldest son how to strike the lifeboat matches, and then let him light the aspen bark. The look on his face was worth a lot.
One of the recent threads on hiking staffs had a note about just using a found piece, and that's what I did. Both sons soon followed suit.

It seems to me that all of the things that can come between a father and son tend to fade away in the mountains.