Snow Walkers’ Rendezvous 2011- Part 3 of 3

After breakfast on Sunday, I went to a workshop by Andy Williams  on How to Build A Sling Fireplace.  I’d never seen anything like this.

Sling Fireplace

There is nothing about this thing on the web, or at least my search’s results.

The materials list includes fire place screening, two sections of tent poles, flexible galvanized air craft cable, key rings, a few aluminum cable swages, and P-Cord.  The unit rolls up and fits into a recycled Thermarest stuff sack.  It is suspended between two trees and the fire is build in the air, resulting in a massive charge of air that quickly feeds the fire through the screening, and has the distinct advantage of leaving the surface of the earth scar free, as well as burning all the fuel into powder.  The downside is that the materials cost about $40 due to the 18 feet of 1/8″ cable that runs about $1.29 / foot.

After this was demonstrated and discussed, I wandered out to the back porch where Don Kivelus was re-running his “Trail Stoves:  Their Selection and Use workshop.

Fire + Stove = Winter Comfort

Don told us that dry wood yields 7,500 btu \ lb., with that figure remaining the same no matter what type of wood is used. If you have dry pine available, you arr going to need a lot more of it than you would if you  were harvesting dry oak.  In this part of the US, the best you can expect from wood that is seasoned out doors is 15% moisture content. On the positive side,  pine dries quicker that hardwood.  Don advised us to never harvest dead wood that is lying on the ground, due to the relatively high moisture content that is present in the wood.  Look for dead vertical standing spruce. Beware of leaning softwood tress, as each degree of lean generally equals a degree of moisture contained in the wood. Here we learned about stove damper basics, and firebox management and such.    Don stressed the importance of choosing the right clothing to take with you into the winter bush, with wool still taking preference to synthetics.  The second most important thing that you must have with you in winter camping is good fire building skills.

This year I didn’t win any of the dozens of door prizes that were given away.  I also didn’t buy much , with the exception of two Opinal knives

Opinal knife

Opinels are French picnic knives that have been around for over 100 years.  They are easy to use, and are designed to be safe, employing a stainless steel locking collar that prevents the knife from accidentally opening or closing. Opinel knives were ranked as one of the “100 most beautiful products in the world”, by the Victoria and Albert Museum in London.  They are only $12, and come a three sizes.  They feel good in the hand and fit easily in a pants pocket.

Snow Walkers’ rendezvous is all about improving winter camping skills.  One of the past things I heard Don tell the group was that lessons get delivered in the midst of ice, snow and cold.  If you are not listening, you lose.  Each of us is a student who needs to pay attention. The goal is not only to survive, but to be comfortable in uncomfortable conditions. Once you get cold and on the road toward hypothermia,  you get cranky, frustrated, and become disturbed in your focus.  This is an area that I fervently avoid.

I hope that some of my readers will attend next year’s Snow Walkers’ Rendezvous, at the Hulbert Outdoor Center, at Lake Morey, VT on  November 9-11, 2012.  I plan to be there.

Snow Walkers’ Rendezvous 2011- Part 2 of 3

I was up early to head over for the fresh coffee in the dining hall at 6 AM.  Luckily I found other early risers  that I really wanted to talk with- Linda Leckie, Don Kivelus, Bob Kimber, and Mike McClelland from Tennessee, who hosted Don and I when we were at Trail Days in Damascus in May of this year. I also enjoyed connecting with Vermont’s own Bad Influence, AKA Mark Shaw, my backpacking and winter camping buddy.  The food here is the best, plus there’s always so many interesting folks to sit near and chat with.  I am sure to check in with Bev and Joel Hollis, who always manage to get in a most remote and amazing unguided experience somewhere up either in the Northwest Territories or the Alaskan bush each summer.

After breakfast we had three presentations from veteran winter travelers that included Linda Leckie, Tony Morse, and Steve Young.  The credentials these folks bring to Vermont is staggering, for example, Steve Young founded the Center for Northern Studies in Wolcott, Vermont back in 1971. Steve has worked in the Arctic and Antarctic for over 40 years, especially in western Alaska and eastern Siberia. His newest project is the creation of the Center for Circumpolar Studies.

One of the best things abo0ut attending Winter Walkers’ is the vendors, who arrange their wares all around the perimeter of the dining area.  There are handmade items here that are available no where else.  Here are a couple of shots of the bounty:

Craig MacDonald's sale table
Jane Barron's "Alder Stream Canvas" hiking and canoeing gear

One of the favorite times of the weekend is the Tour of the Tents, this year emceed by Alan Brown.  Over a dozen of the weekend participants chose to live in their heated wall tents for the weekend. The tour is a chance for the participants to hear the pros and cons of each of the tents, as the owners share their experiences with the group. Here’s a small tent that I’d love to add to my collection, but you are looking at over $1,000 of gear here, if you include the stove and stove pipe.

1 man Snowtrekker Tent

After lunch I attended two longer workshops. The first was “All You Ever Have to Know about Pitching a Wall Tent”, from Craig MacDonald. Craig has worked out doors for the past 44 years for the Canadian Ministry of Natural Resources, and is probably the most experienced winter camper I know of.  He talks, I listen.

Next was Don Kivelus, hailing from St. Francis Minnesota, illustrating his “Hammock Hanging at 30 Below” talk with the actual gear he uses in the boundary Waters of northern Minnesota.  Don owns the  Four Dog Stove Company.  Here is on shot of his winter hammock and another is his vendor table.

All you need to be cozy at 30 below zero
Titanium stoves, cooking gear, and knives: Four Dog Stove

Then it was back to the cabin for me, where I rested up before an excellent dinner.  The evening’s activities included two half hour slideshows/talks.

The first was Bob Kimber’s “Backyard Snow trekking in the Maine North Woods”.  Bob is a writer  and explorer who has been published extensively in Audubon, Down East, Field and Stream , and Yankee magazines, and is the author of several popular books, including my favorite- A Canoeist’s Sketchbook.   Bob claims I saved a 2008 winter trip when a case of beer froze. Bob posted a slide of me holding up a bottle of Yukon Jack in from of a winter camp that we shared several years ago.  That trip can be accessed here:  Big Bog. If you go to the site you can see real-life applications of what I have learned at Snow Walker’s.

Saturday evening concluded with a most interesting presentation by George Luste, “Reflections on my Winter Trips in the North”.  The trips were to Labrador, and on Baffin and Ellesmere Islands.

It’s not only incredible that we have the ability to go to these far away places and walk around but it’s even more incredible that we live through some of these harsh experiences in order to tell these stories.

Snow Walkers’ Rendezvous 2011- Part 1 of 3

Another grand time at the Hulbert Outdoor Center in Fairlee, VT, spent with 100 of the faithful at our annual winter walking/ camping/ and cooking weekend.
When we arrived after our 5 hour trip, numerous participant tents were already set up outside, with clouds of wood smoke conveying the sense of warmth that was present inside.

Encampment

Instead of hauling our tent and poles, Marcia and I had decided to rent a room in one of the heated cabins for the weekend.
From where else can I return home with a hand drawn illustrated handout from the likes of Craig MacDonald that details “ The ‘three pole’ Anishinabi Wall Tent Pitch”?  Craig came all of the way from Dwight, Ontario, where he has worked for the Ministry of Natural Resources for the past 44 years.  I bought my 9 x 12 Egyptian cotton tent from his 10 years ago.
The Friday evening kickoff presentation was by Kevin Slater and Polly Mahoney, of Mahoosuc Guide Service in Bear River Vally, up in Newry, Maine where for over 30 years the couple have been actively guiding canoeing and dog team trips in Maine and points north.  On the way back, Marcia and I had the fortune to stop at Polly and Kevin’s where we were introduced to two of the newest members of their 44 dog force, true Alaskan huskies that had just arrived in Maine after an air transport from Alaska.  The male of the pair will grow to 90 pounds. These dogs are considered to strongest, most devoted pulling dogs in the world.

Marcia with Husky puppies

Fall is Hiking

So much nature coming at me, I’ve been outside rather than typing.
First of all, the BEST loop up here, for my money, is the one that Auntie Mame and I took recently.

Auntie Mame Along the Great Big Sea
In Camden Hills State Park –> Bald Rock Mountain from Youngtown Road via the Frohock Mountain Trail. You can complete more of the woods walk by coming down the Bald Rock Mountain Trail to the Multiuse trail. Probably somewhere a bit over 4 miles of walking over a gravel road, with real hiking trails branching off into the woods.
Yep
The view from the top reveals 180 degrees of Atlantic waters, punctuated with greenish clumps of granite islands, a view that stretches far out into the eastern sky.
I want sleep up on top of Bald Rock some night soon, and wake up to the sun rising over Penobscot Bay. There are several grassy flat places up there to rest on.

Thoreau Slept Here!

“Thoreau camped right here on Sept. 6, 1846”, I told Bill and General Lee, as we settled into site #19 at the Abol Bridge Campground . Unfortunately, Thoreau was unable to adapt his usual technique of taking a compass bearing on summit and and follow that bearing to the peak, which would have led him to the South Peak, as you can’t see Baxter Peak from this site. Even after two days of struggling through the underbrush, he gave up. Writing in The Maine Woods, Thoreau glimpsed an aspect of nature that changed his views on the outdoors as a pastoral , transcendent glade, ” Nature was here something savage and awful, though beautiful.  There was felt the presence of a force not bound to be kind to man.”  It would be 7 more years before Thoreau was to return to Maine, but never again to Katahdin.   We were to learn the true meaning of those words in the next 24 hours.

To our left is Thoreau Bridge, located were Abol and Katahdin Streams flow into the West Branch of the Penobscot River. We went up and hung out on the bridge, sharing it with the numerous fully loaded logging trucks  that work this area night and day.

Lee, Bill, and the Big Wheel

To our right loomed the massif of Katahdin,  at least that’s where I remembered it to be, but the thick cloud cover that shrouded the mountain sometime obscured it completely this evening.

Katahdin obscurafied

The three of us had a parking spot the next day at Roaring Brook campground inside Baxter State Park.  I have stayed at this campground a few times before and like its proximity to the store right by the entrance on the Golden Road.
The way the parking lot reservations work at Baxter is that you can reserve on-line or by calling in, but you have to be through the gate at 7:05 AM.  If not, they cancel your reservations, and offer up your parking spot to someone else.
We had picked up BBQ chicken and some picnic items at the Hannaford’s in Millinocket on the way in and with the pile of dry firewood I brought from home, had a settled evening.

Chillin' at site #19

But rain started falling, lightly at first, and I was pleased that we had the Caravan to retreat to when it started to wet me up. Inside the van, we were treated to a spectacular light show, with lightening charging through the cloud layer to render the scene in a way that few people are able to experience.
We decided to get up around 5:30 AM and head out, just in case there was a line at the gate.

Lost in the Wild

Lost in the Wild: Danger and Survival in the North WoodsLost in the Wild: Danger and Survival in the North Woods by Cary J Griffith
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

O my God! I was totally absorbed into, and moved to tears by this book. It is a dual soundtrack experience, the true story of two young men who become thoroughly lost in the same area, but several years apart (1998, 2001) . The writing is excellent, not much to skip over, plus there are actual maps to refer to.
You are viscerally transported to the boggy, nearly impenetrable landscapes of the Boundary Waters Canoe Area and Quentico Provincial Park. We’re talking big trees, thick boreal treescapes, black flies, and mosquitoes.
Both stories start off as many of us have experienced, one a solo backpacking weekend, the other a Boy Scout canoeing expedition where the lead Eagle Scout guide become separated from his charges.
I’ve read stories like this before, where the rescuers open a shelter and 100% believe they will find a corpse inside. What comes to mind is the incomparable Great Heart, by Rugge and Davidson.
There are innumerable factual references to wilderness survival skills here as well, as the author successfully yo-yoed me up and down into the consciousness of two suffering, desperate men. The break was needed. Brutal stuff, observing death approaching, in this case cadaver sniffing dogs, capable of detecting a corpse sunken beneath the cover of a sphagnum bog.
I got a glimpse into the portal to real-life terror this past June, in the deep snow cover over the invisible Pacific Crest Trail, when I was twice lost. The courage to survive can take many forms and some may not be easy to stomach.
Best quote of the book: “A great thirst is a great joy when quenched in time.” Edward Abbey.

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Week #1 in the Moment

Last night was cold, had a 40 degree bag, and it was marginal. After I zipped up the tent it warmed up inside and I had the best sleep yet. Plenty of room. No need to adjust sag despite the 50 degree temp span. May not be obvious to the casual user, but improvement in the zipper function over the two-hands needed Rainbow is appreciated.
I also enjoyed the ease involved in moving the unit. I has to re-orient the opening to eliminate the bright lights of the Camp Bamboozle lighting extravaganza. All it took was pulling one of the two stakes, pivoting the tent on the remaining one, and then the nod stake reset. I used a tube of seam sealer to re pay the areas that showed some weeping after it rained a few days ago.
It’s awful hot here during the day, close to 90. Here’s Tenzing/ Clarkie demonstrating his latest WalMart camping goodie- a battery operated cooling fan which also mists water on your face. I hope he didn’t pay too much for it.

Living in the Moment

Just spent my fourth night in the Moment, loving it. I discovered that the two ends can be peeled back ( from the inside) and tied out of the way exposing additional screened panels. The door is a one handed unzipping experience. Better than the Rainbow in that function, which required two hands to zip and unzip. Plenty of room inside for me and my gear- at 6’2″ I can stretch out and also sit up comfortably. At 1 pound and 8 ounces, it’s a real miracle. I was hoping for some additional testing in rain sometime here this week, but that’s not in the schedule- gonna be warm and dry. gotta take what comes in the outdoors. Adapting every day here in Austin, TX.

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Entering the Moment

Auntie Mame knows me like no one else, and she was spectacular this year in her selection of my birthday gift.
On Sept 27, 2010 I threw in the trash can my broken, ripped, holey, leaking and torn Double Rainbow Tarptent at Manning Park in British Columbia.
This is what Mame gave me for my present.
A new Tarptent: The Moment!
I’ll be sleeping in it tonight, in Austin, Texas. I’ll let you know what I think of it after using it all this week.

Trek Across Lincolnville To The Sea: part 3 of 3

We made it out before the rains came to wash the big snow away. It always comes down to this, on these weekend trips- packing up, retracing steps, and coming home.
In the end, Roy’s back held up. Dave and Kristi had fun. Clarkie played out the persona of Tenzing with aplomb. We did miss Pat’s happy affect on the second night. We helped each other on the way out, with Dave’s sled sucking up the additional weight of Roy’s backpack, with the twin Percheron team of Tenzing and Uncle Tom in double harness, relieving Dave of most of the hauling. We did have some issues with the plastic sled tipping over, but there were no home made pies to worry about on the way out.

Tenzing, Roy, and Dave

What’s good about a backpacking trip is that it is so easy to put away gear when you reach home. In my case, I keep the backpacking stuff in a few plastic bins upstairs in an unused bedroom, so it’s often just dry the bag and pad up on a second floor landing where the heat from the wood stove work its magic, and then toss the dirty clothes in the washer and that’s it.
Kristi beamed triumphant as she mastered the ice in the parking lot.
Kristi on the ice
We’ll be back, and you should consider renting the ski shelter for your own enjoyment in Camden Hills state park.