Last Saturday, I made it to the woods again; this worked out very well, because my brother, my friend Ian and I had been planning to do a winter camping trip anyway. The only thing that was uncertain was the timing, which can be tricky given the commitments people have in place already. But a window of opportunity opened for my brother, and Ian's parents stepped up to spend time with their grandson, so it was a go!
Due to timing though, the fine tradition of my brother and I lugging all the stuff out there was continued.

We got into the woods proper at the site around 15:30, and started setting up. Here's my brother trowelling away some of the old coal bed, or at least trying...it was really friggin frozen. You can see some of the shelter poles from previous excursions:
The fire is going, and he is sawing a small log on the old sawing stump (we formed a
V or
U shaped notch in the top of it last time out; really handy

):
You can see some of the equipment (a small bit of it) here on the folding picnic table my brother carried out there on a shoulder strap. The D'Eskabar is there, and so is 50 feet of cheap cotton rope. Since the D'Eskabar is my only Becker knife, what I did was use it for ALL the tasks I normally use a pocket-knife for. All rope was cut with it, for instance.
I had a vision for the tarp cabin this time out, which involved hugely expanded head-space. Here you can see the poles we made to raise the rear section; one of the original supports is leaning forward, but we correct that later, as you will see:
You can see the first dollar store tarp up there, as well as the vapour barrier that forms the front, making the finished tarp-cabin into a "super-shelter." Note the extra poles jammed into the ground and lashed to the leaning support pole. We also added dirt to the base with a trowel, and stomped it down, adding more as the ground thawed near the fire.
Here I am using the D'Eskabar to make tent-pegs to peg the bottom of the tarps to the ground through the grommets. I used the flat of the TOPS SXB for that purpose (makes a handy hammer

):
It is getting dark now, so we switch to headlamps to finish setting up. Ian, at this point, has left home, and is on the way to stop by my apartment to get a plaid shirt from my wife...that shirt has the anti-spasmodic muscle relaxers and pain pills that will keep me from flopping on the ground later in the night, curled into a spasmed lump that can't stand up. I took the wrong shirt when I left; little mistakes can be costly; good thing he was coming out that night!
Here's the finished tarp cabin seen from one angle:
And a shot from inside:
Here you can see the D'Eskabar resting on the piece of wood I sawed in order to make a bowl. The plan is to eat my morning oatmeal in the bowl I make during the night. Also, note the super-manly pink camouflage paracord I bought at the checkout counter at Canadian Tire:
I have started making the bowl:
Another of my friends, Dave, has joined us by this point. He drove out, walked down the gravel trail, and then navigated his way through the woods to find us. He isn't in this picture though...what
is in the picture (and the following one) is a frozen ant colony that my brother discovered while splitting a log for the fire! I have never seen anything like that ever before:
Here you see my brother, my friend Dave, and my step-brother standing around the fire. Ian is out there by now (my brother met him and led him in), but is not in the picture. My step-brother navigated his way out by himself, as it was him who first discovered this woods:
And there's Ian, throwing yet more wood on the fire!
Fire!
Using the D'Eskabar to split a pole to cook my 3 steaks (yes, those three steaks are for me :thumbup: ):
Here my brother and I cook my steaks, and 5 sausages (he had most of those). Apparently the photos are slightly out of sequence, as this one was taken at 23:48, and the one showing big fire was after midnight...of well, I ain't reordering it all now.

). It was around this time that we heard huge packs of coyotes howling at each other, and I think they must understand English. You see, we were guessing how many there were, and we figured about 20 or so, and I said "Just think how full we'll be after eating 20 coyotes!"

To which Ian replied, "Yep, I'd eat a coyote if you cooked it for a couple of hours over the fire."
The coyotes shut up right about then.
You can see some progression on the bowl here:
I tried using coals to char the bowl a bit, but it wasn't deep enough yet to work. So, I put wood shavings and hand-sanitizer in there. It burned nicely as a little stove, but didn't char the bowl
at all. Oh well.
Moar fire!
This is just before 05:00, and Ian is going to sleep:
And here you see the alien spacecraft that came to steal him (or maybe it's just the fire...):
It was quite nice and warm in the tarp cabin; he would have been fine even without the three sleeping bags he brought with him (
Three of them!)
Boiling water for my tea (sorry, no pictures of the tea...too busy drinking it):
Working on the bottom of the bowl:
Progress is being made in the bowl part too:
Starting with the coals:
At 05:58 in the morning, it was warm enough around the fire to take off the coat and long-sleeve shirt, and go with just a t-shirt for 20 minutes...and I don't do well in the cold!
Fire in the morning, as the sun begins to rise:
Here you can see bowl progress. I had been using the trowel to take coals from the fire, then digging out the majority of char before switching to the D'Eskabar. Worked really well.
This is decent shot showing the hammock my brother slept in, and one view of the tarp cabin. He is still asleep here at 07:28, and is wearing a neoprene mask he put on due to the cold:
A shot of the early morning trees:
Here I'm looking down at the frozen creek. The mid-week warmth blast had melted the snow and some ice, but the creek had held out, and now it was cold enough to endure. Later that same day though (Sunday), another blast of warm air was moving in...once again we see how timing plays out in outdoors activities. I'm glad we got out during a colder period (but not too cold; it was perfect).
I had written a bunch of stuff, but the forum software keeps getting me..grrrr. So quickly resaid, I fell down the hill where it was a sudden drop, and covered in frozen moss...pure ice. I kept the camera safe, and managed to fall safely so as to not make my back worse than it already is:
Looking up the hill at the camp:
More in next post...