When the cold cuts a bleed from the skin, theres no better liquor than the crunch of snow under snowshoe, bundled and wrapped. The faint flirt of sun fondling eyelids and the hoof of late winter stomping plumes from your throat. Nothing seems more fitting than a cup of tea under it's thawing thumb. Cutting trail, shoveling camp, carving kitchen from snow above the silence of ice edging into river and the creek of tree leaning into the swing of a warm hammock.
I have only a handful of times, but I must say, i have certainly enjoyed the experience. With the right gear its quite a comfortable way to experience the wilderness. If you havent, try it, you'll love it.
theres some good vids by Shug Emery on youtube about it
Hundreds of years ago the only insight into a river trip was the map. A graphic representation or scale model of a spatial concept. A crooked blue line, was all you had to dream by. Things have changed.
These days are the keys and lamp-posts by which we gain access to ourselves.
3 comments:
Nice images! Do you often use a hammock for winter camping?
I have only a handful of times, but I must say, i have certainly enjoyed the experience. With the right gear its quite a comfortable way to experience the wilderness. If you havent, try it, you'll love it.
theres some good vids by Shug Emery on youtube about it
http://www.youtube.com/user/shugemery#p/u/4/ygY3IbFYfHg
Good stuff! Keep up the good work on posts like this one.......I enjoyed it.
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