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Recently the wife and I ventured into the cold, dark heart
of nature in order to prove to our long-gone ancestors that we are capable of surviving
as they did, in harsh and angry world devoid of modern comforts. Just as they
did, we spent our days walking and our nights under the stars. We cooked our
food over a roaring fire and raised a toasted marshmallow in tribute to those
who came before us.
Oh and
also like our ancestors, we kept a car close by. You know, to keep us and our
food safe from marauding bears and to drive in case we wanted to go somewhere that
was really far away and we didn’t
feel like walking.
Alright
fine, so maybe our ancestors wouldn’t exactly have been bowled over by our definition
of roughin’ it, but still, we did survive a weekend spent predominantly
outdoors. That has to count for something. Get off my back, ancestors.
Probably
the most important part of any camping trip, after the tent, a knife and
finding a cool walking stick, is the fire. Without a fire, you got nothing. No
s’mores, no light, no warmth. (Editor’s
Note: These things are listed in order of importance from most important to
least important.)
As I’ve found out from past camping
experiences, lighting a fire without the benefit of electricity or propane or
what have you can be trying. Very trying. You got to find the right blend of
large and small bits of wood, you need something to get it going with, be it
matches or flint, etc. So this time, I planned ahead. On the way home from work
on the day we were set to depart, I stopped at a local grocery store and picked
up two Duraflame logs. Duraflame logs are amazing. They’re what Prometheus got
busted stealing from the gods. At my wife’s suggestion we also packed a bunch
of wood that’s been collecting in our backyard. We had prepackaged
corporate/Ancient Greek fire and we had lumber. We were set.
