Camping... A Canadian Institution
So tonight I'm heading up to the cottage, which isn't quite camping, but it's pretty damn close. No running water, barely electricity, and you share the house with woodland creatures. Next weekend, however, I will be doing some traditional camping... complete with tents, fires, and hot dogs all three meals a day. I'm really looking forward to it.
Since I started working full-time, I've been trying to build my camping equipment cache bit by bit. I've got a decent two man (two very cozy men) tent, and great all season sleeping bag, lots of light options (flashlight, headlamp), FRS radios, a great trenching tool (army surplus shovel/pick), and lots of little odds and ends. My plan is to have my gear so compact that I can hike it into Crown Land for a few days, and live comfortably until I hike out. I'm getting a little tired of so-called "Car Camping", where you back your car up to the fire pit at the provincial park and store all your gear and your BBQ in the trunk.
Another thing I'd like to try is to organize a weekend where a bunch of folks hike into some Crown Land, split into teams and play a massive game of capture the flag in the bush. I think that's a pipe dream though. It might've worked when I was in school, but it's too hard to get everyone out for a weekend to do something like that.
My dream is still to take a month or two and just stay in the wilds, and I'd like to do it before I get too old to enjoy it. I think it's one of those things that I'd appreciate for the rest of my life. Of course, it could just intensify my hatred of my fellow man to the point where I snap. On an unrelated note, does anyone know of any really high water towers? Or a good place to get a high-powered rifle without the usual waiting period? Thanks.