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'Quietly Contemplating Nature's Grandeur'

Loved it.
Reminded me of tripping in Woodland Caribou. It was so quiet. No animal sounds. No wind sounds. Nothing.. Trying to sleep. Out of nothing a growl.. EEK!
I almost ripped off the sleeping bag to run
From my own bowel sounds. My stomach scared me.
 
Nice article, I admit there have been times when I felt smothered by the stillness ... but now I rather enjoy it, On my last trip, I spent a lot of time jsut listening to the rain on the tarp or the sound of song birds echoing their melodies deep in the the bush. I would sip at my coffee, and listen, nothing more. At 17 that would be really hard for me to do, but now - it is just plain nice.

I enjoyed the read.

Bob.
 
That was me up until the last few years. I really had to find a way to force my self to slow down on solo trips. I turn 50 in January, I hope I'm finally getting it right.

Thanks for sharing,

Barry
 
I enjoyed that, not what I expected...I have rushed a few trips, not sure what happens but before I know it there's the take out, and a week later I'm wishing I had slowed down enjoyed the trip more.Thanks for posting that article.
 
Nice article. I can relate as that sort of thing has happened to me when backpacking solo. I plan an basic route and find myself done with my "day" all too soon. I too have continued on and come back out all in one day so I can completely understand some of his thoughts. Guess I'll just have to keep on trying until I get it right :o

That's all for now. Take care and until next time....be well.

snapper
 
That's what fishing poles are for. And some folks think the point is to catch fish.......

It's an unusual soul who can fill a day with contemplation without at least a partial lifetime of memories and experiences to ponder on. Having something to focus on always helped me. Fishing (often unsuccessfully), photography, a new skill, or a book......all these things I have employed to make the time fly.

Speaking of flies......I loved that line - "...my fantasies were assaulted by a cloud of blackflies". Reminds me of a Mike Tyson quote. :D
 
that was a great read and surprise too, but never me. I was always late getting back from my adventures. After many years of fishing, camping and hunting my dad knew I was probably fine, but my mom always worried the same as my wife did later in life when I was out of contact with our son for days. For me its always one more cast, or I really need to check for another deer stand site just up ahead or if I stay out until dark maybe I can gig some frogs on the way back to camp, etc. I rarely needed legitimate reasons to be be out in the wilderness too long...
 
Nice article, thanks for sharing.

I can relate to many of his feelings. I enjoy traveling hard when on trips and easily get bored/antsy when spending too much time in camp. But that doesn't mean I can't/don't enjoy nature and my own thoughts. My mind is free to roam at will while I mindlessly paddle all day and one of my favorite things about long trips is that my brain can latch onto a problem and roll it around in my head for 2-3 days. Once I reach some sort of internal resolution it picks something else to think about.

I also spend lots of time fruitlessly trying to spot the bird I hear singing in the trees/brush near shore or to keep it in my field of view through the binoculars while the canoe slowly swings around in the wind. I like finding new plants I'm unfamiliar with and get a kick of of seeing some of the same ones I see back at home in a different environment. I might slowly paddle along for an hour while I watch the weeds wave under water, ,look for fish in the shallows, or soak in the forest scenery and then paddle hard for 3 hours.

While I enjoy my time in camp and like to sit on a rock next to the lake I find that I'm happiest sitting in my canoe seat. So that's where I spend a lot of my day which means I cover quite a bit of ground. To keep from finishing early I plan long trips that aren't very well planned but with multiple route options so I can stretch things out or cut them short depending on the circumstances.

Alan
 
yellowcanoe,I can identify with your experience. Twice at night I heard breathing real close. I finally figured out that when I held my breath---it stopped
 
Or the hammock slowly swinging and scratching on the tarp:eek:

On this solo trip to Algonquin I planned short days to start because of large lakes and the chance of being windbound, by the end of day 3 I was on night 4 lakes.

I came home early a few times when I used to hike in the Whites of NH.

I enjoy being alone in the woods
 
That was a wonderful read. I've gotten much better at finding things to occupy my campsite time. I had a great site in Yellowstone a couple of weeks aag. I had it for two nights. I left after one. I could say it was an impending thunderstorm, but I am mostly sure I just couldn't entertain myself another evening. Right now I'd love to go back, though.
 
That was a wonderful read. I've gotten much better at finding things to occupy my campsite time. I had a great site in Yellowstone a couple of weeks aag. I had it for two nights. I left after one. I could say it was an impending thunderstorm, but I am mostly sure I just couldn't entertain myself another evening. Right now I'd love to go back, though.

Which brings up the evolution of campsite pastimes. I just took a beginner painting class at the local library.. We have only one canoe trip planned this year for five days. I am hankering to try to bring along some paint and brushes and canvas to try and paint a mood in camp. I personally can only read so many books. My main campsite hobby is photography but its nice to have another pursuit.
 
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