It's hot. Work is insane.
I'm not having very much luck at this point finding a few more people to accompany us on the adventure but had a nice affirmation last week by someone who is coming. I think the event is too far off for an outright confirmation.
One benefit of leaving in mid-late May is that we will likely miss this extraordinarily hot and humid weather. I have my fingers crossed that climate change won't somehow kick in such rapid pace that May becomes July and July becomes Mercurial, melting air and such. It raises spectres of getting caught in the forest and either being hit by a nasty summer thunderstorm, a forest fire, or air melt.
When (if ) work slows down a bit I'll get my head parallel to the Cause and return to the blog with a more thorough update!
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Field Tested
So I went camping last week, or as I should put it, "camping." The only flora of note was trampled grass and the only wild fauna were high school students. Those come in two subspecies: drunk and sleeping.
The tents held up in the little mild rain and wind there was. The Tarn 2 was remarkably easy to set up. This was only the third time I had set it up and already had shaved ten minutes off the assembly time. Actually dismantling it is more of a bother since tent poles with shock cord tend to whip you straight across the face like a woman in a bad vaudeville play.
It was a pretty bad weekend, most especially because I accidentally fell asleep on the beach and woke up with awkward splotches of significant sunburn dotting my body. I'm so polka-dotted that if my skin colour were a pattern I'd be a hit on a Milanese runway.
My next camping trip - and I'll likely wait a few weeks when I'm Caucasian again - will be more authentic.
On another note I finally received my Bruce Trail guide in full, a terrific binder with maps of every trail section and side trail, reroutes, settlements, backcountry campsites and any significant point of natural beauty. My hat's off to you BTA for putting together such a comprehensive guide, certainly no easy feat for something as long and awe-inspiring as the Trail.
The tents held up in the little mild rain and wind there was. The Tarn 2 was remarkably easy to set up. This was only the third time I had set it up and already had shaved ten minutes off the assembly time. Actually dismantling it is more of a bother since tent poles with shock cord tend to whip you straight across the face like a woman in a bad vaudeville play.
It was a pretty bad weekend, most especially because I accidentally fell asleep on the beach and woke up with awkward splotches of significant sunburn dotting my body. I'm so polka-dotted that if my skin colour were a pattern I'd be a hit on a Milanese runway.
My next camping trip - and I'll likely wait a few weeks when I'm Caucasian again - will be more authentic.
On another note I finally received my Bruce Trail guide in full, a terrific binder with maps of every trail section and side trail, reroutes, settlements, backcountry campsites and any significant point of natural beauty. My hat's off to you BTA for putting together such a comprehensive guide, certainly no easy feat for something as long and awe-inspiring as the Trail.
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