Trapper creek wilderness
2nd backpacking trip with my son.
Gear:
Hammock: Warbonnet blackbird XLC multicam.
Eno sub 7 (just for set up and relaxing) for Johnny.
Insulation: hammock gear 20° top incubator and burra
Backpacks: Grandpa Don’s jansport external.
And osprey youngster version.
Lighting: was a cut-up luci light, color shifting setting, under a nalgene.
And a stone bridge brass candle lantern. (So awesome for walking by candle at night) -just for something weird to do.
Food:
Been bringing my food in tins and I like it. I had my kids paint pictures on them, over the primer. Then I clear coated them so I could see their artwork and tell if it’s a dinnery or breakfasty type content or some snacky type things.
I brought a small grate for the fire and we made a tripod for boiling.
We ate chicken and rice and baked a pizza slice. We brought pepperoni and some dessert. Milky Way salted Carmel and sour patch kids.
One lunch I’ve been liking is boiling the chicken tuna packets and applied them to toasted hamburger buns. Very easy. I brought a little bread bag as a change to tortillas.
We explored areas and scouted for areas to capture time lapse shots.
Johnny wanted to take a dip in the babbling brook and he did. He got some underwater shots with the camera and fed the mosquitoes.
We gathered quite a bit of firewood and used his new birthday presents, one being a foldable bow saw which is quite the little saw and really buckled up the fuel.
We snuck down below a footbridge and explored a path that led to some real magical areas being baked in full sun erupting in tiny oasis’ upon log bridges or in a tiny pocket which grows sedges, or wherever the light seemed to beam, there was an abundance of creation growing.
Even under the growing stuff is a tight web of multitudes of life interwoven with a fungal connection and colonizing there in the absence of light, as we took and observed it.
Inside the old growth there is not any boundaries except the ones inside your mind. (At least so far, as it seems to me)
We set up the camera and leave it in some places-we’d have to leave it for up to 150 minutes so sometimes we would make little screens for the camera so no one could see it if someone happened by it when we were near the trail.
At night we took the stone bridge candle lantern and did a night walk. We did have headlamps but preferred to walk by candle. We found an old road and walked down it to find a clearing for some star trail time lapse and when we walked back I paused and turned out the light because I heard nocturnal critter activity. While we paused I tried to pin point the location of the unknown culprit. I heard the noise three times then heard some snapping of twigs of a good sized creature. I figured it to be 20 yards away. After two minutes of silence we lit up the headlamp, and there was a full rack standing in full glory!! We were down wind and we gazed upon it until Leloo seen it and then that buck was in full flight as Leloo gave chase and it made haste. (Not as quiet as before). I did note the sounds and now have filed that sound away into my known forest noises category in the mental bureau.
We found several natural occurrences which seems very being-like which I tried to photo capture.
We got back to camp, cooked on the fire and lit the Stonebridge candle lantern.
Johnny had said that he wanted to fall asleep under the stars. That was music to my ears.
We throw out the gum blanket and his new sleeping bag. I have Been bringing a wool blanket mainly for my dog to lay upon, but in this case I laid that out on the canvas for us to fall asleep on. The temp was around 50°f for low.
We woke up at around 0200 and I lead us back to our Warbonnet.
The absolute best part of the trip was laying in the hammock with my son cuddled up with him and my arm may have fell asleep but there was no more comfortable time that I had sleeping then curled up with my son in that ole’ Hammock that ole’ warbonnet XLC.
On our walk out we rested a couple times. Once we threw out the canvas ground sheet and laid down and took a siesta.
He told me more than once we wanted pancakes. I prayed so many thanks for this trip and more to come.
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