Thursday, May 19, 2011

Going Away, Far Away

It's hard to keep focused week after week, month after month, and keep that creative drive. So sometimes you need to go away, far, far away. In my case, I like to go back to about 1830. That's far enough.

I like to primitive camp. This is where everything you use, within reason, is correct for 1830. The big 'cheat' is the ice chest in the tent covered in canvas. Come on, you have to have a cold drink now and then! My choice is A & W Root Beer served in a handmade copper tankard.

Here are a few pictures from my seven days and six nights of primitive camping this month.

Ol' Lon cooking on the fire. It's nice sometimes to have no hair on your hands! In the background is my 10'x10' canvas tent. I sleep on the ground inside the tent with a pile of wool blankets. Good sleeping.

The single pole holding up my pyramid tent. It also serves to hold my stuff. My powder horn, shooting bag, quiver full of arrows, my hat with skunk tail and a buckskin coat with coyote cape.

This was the guy camping near me. An 18' diameter teepee.

My hat sitting on my camp box.

Friends and neighbors.

I am back to work. My brain feels rested and I'm enjoying shooting in the studio. However, as fun as shooting stuff in the studio is, it's not quite as good as shooting my 62 Cal. black powder flintlock rifle. Booooom!


At March 11, 2013 at 2:25 PM , Blogger Oma said...

It looks like all those years camping at Yosemite, paid off. I so know the feeling of getting away from it all, but I prefer the woods, like Yosemite or the Alpine loop. You so remind me of your Dad. What a great man!

At October 7, 2013 at 6:30 PM , Blogger Mamaw said...

I have got to get you in touch with my son-in-law from Utah. He loves everything about camping out -preferably out in the open. I tell him that he was born in the wrong century.


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