Just to see if I could.
I'm old. Decrepit. Not the spry boy scout of yore. I didn't know if I could handle sleeping on the hard ground with my spine the way it is.
If anything, my spine was better than average. Nice!
We camped my MBtGE sister's farm, where we often hunt deer. Just out of the back of the truck, down by the pont, and with some luxuries like camp chairs and whatnot. Steak. Beer. But I also wanted to see how much I could live with could be packed into one backpack. Now I have a better idea. I could do it, again, now, with just the pack.
The poncho liner is a great invention. Especially when you have a hard frost. With it I was downright comfortable.
Over there.
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