When my wife Mary and I first married, 10 months and 3 days after our vows,
our first child, a girl was born. When she was walking well, we fitted her
with a small day pack, and whenever we could find the time, we went
backpacking. All three of us fit in our small pup style tent. As she grew
older, we got her a rigid framed backpack that fit her size. My wife and I
both carried rigid framed packs as well. Mine, which I still have is a
Kelty Massif model, and Mary's was an Eastern Mountain Sports model sized
to fit her. We backpacked until our youngest kid was in high school. How
many thousands of miles did we "boondock" it? I lost track of that. But, we
did the Pacific Crest Trail, formerly known as the Timberline Trail, from
Mount Shasta in California to Eagle Creek fish hatchery located on the
Northern Oregon Border at Bonneville Dam. And dozens and dozens of day
hikes, some of them in rugged country. I personally along with my son, have
scaled Mt.Hood, the Three Sisters, Mount Washington, and several others.
So, I know a bit about "Boondocking". Loved it at the time, wouldn't
trade those memories for anything. But, now, I enjoy a comfy bed, hot
showers, propane furnace, and range. I understand what you say about it.
Sometime, when we are just sitting around a warm campfire, sharing good
whiskey with friends, I will be glad to share some stories.
Jim Hupy
Salem, Oregon
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