Originally Posted by Man of Steel
I forgot to add; one of the custom fixed-blades I often carry has a firesteel loop on its sheath, which I keep a Swedish firesteel in. I also usually carry a Wenger Handyman SAK with a hefty paracord lanyard/fob on it. I also have a Swiss (I think) army canteen, with the metal cup over the bottom. I need to pick up another small waist pack; my old one is out of commission. I hear the Maxpedition water bottle covers are pretty sweet.
Nice selection of equipment, there! Military surplus is great; if I'm in the woods, I'm usually wearing old BDU pants (and jacket if it's cool).
The firesteel and canteen cup are pretty great items. I use the cup for virtually everything, and sometimes when I want to go ultra-ultra light I use it for cooking and eating out of, and I whittle some twigs for chopsticks. It can be used for food, tea, shaving, brushing your teeth, etc. Even when I am living in an apartment I use it in place of cups and small pots.
I wear BDUs myself. All the time really. Very comfortable and I really like to avoid people out there as I am usually carrying and it freaks them out.
Also I'd like to mention the G.I. Poncho; I actually own 4 of them they are so good. Use them for rain protection, concealment, shelters, covers, etc. I love rain gear in general. I have enough now to where I can stay in the rain indefinitely.
Originally Posted by Naiya
I went on my very first camping trip last year, with my friends who supposedly had experience in these things.
to make a long story short, it was a horrible, horrible experience. Read on for details.
My friend who organized the trip knew of a place to go camping that was in a field by a small lake. He had checked the weather and it was supposed to be fairly warm, perfect since we were going off-season and were sleeping in tents.
I had no supplies, so I had to buy a very cheap, tiny tent, about $20. I brought a normal sleeping bag, pillow, toilet paper and hand sanitizer among other things I thought we'd need.
My friends picked me up, and we ended up going back to the store because one of them forgot a pillow and some other things. We got to the campsite late afternoon.
It was windy. Very. Windy. So windy that my friends with bigger tents were having cave-ins. Fortunately my tent was so small the wind had no effect on it. It was so windy that we couldn't play any of the games we brought.
The bathroom was a quarter mile away, which discouraged me from drinking, which would have been the only thing to make it less miserable. My friends made these hot dogs filled with cheese and didn't tell me they were filled with cheese so when I bit into mine, in the dark, it looked like it was oozing mystery substance. Every time anyone got out of their chair, the wind would blow their chair directly into the fire pit, regardless of where they sat. We spent most of the night around the fire because it was incredibly cold and windy.
Anywho, the tents were pitched over an area of rock-hard ground. My sleeping bag was well over ten years old and extremely worn out, so with no pad underneath it was pretty much impossible to sleep. I ended up bunching up all my extra clothes under it, including my heavy coat, and that helped. After we put out the fire, we couldn't sit outside because it was too cold and windy.
My friends had a rule that no one could go to the bathroom alone (at least not the girls, which was understandable considering that there were a bunch of stoned morons about a quarter mile away who almost set their friend on fire by dumping their alcohol into the fire), so I had to wake people up to go and bring the lantern with us.
I slept maybe 2-3 hours in total. I got up around 6am, not long after the sun came up, went over to the next tent and asked "hey are you awake?"
"Yup."
We got everyone else up, too, and we noticed that it was still insanely windy. Everyone was miserable. We had planned to at least make breakfast there, but we all wanted to just leave as soon as possible.
We packed up, drove to Denny's and had breakfast there. By far the best part of the trip. I went home and showered.
TL;DR I will never go camping again.
Don't feel bad; my first experience was worse; though I was kicked out into the street to survive. Some things would make you laugh your ass off. EVERYONE goes through a similar learning curve the first few times out. Murphy always gets you when you forget something.
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