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mostlymarvelsstuff · 2 years

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Flufftober Day 20

Bedtime Stories- Wanda Maximoff

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You had been tired all day, but now that you were finally in bed and ready for sleep your mind just wouldn’t be quiet for you. You sigh as you toss and turn, attempting to get more comfortable but give up after a few shuffles so as to not disturb your sleeping girlfriend.

“Malysh(baby)?” she grumbles, accent quite apparent in her sleepy state, “Are you alright?”

Well, so much for not disturbing her. “Sorry I woke you, love. I’m alright. Just go back to sleep, ok?”

She knows you're lying so as to not worry her. It's past three in the morning, if everything was ok then you'd be asleep with your arms curled around her, not huffing in irritation as you tug on the blanket for the hundredth time. Her brows furrow and she focuses her eyes intently on your face, trying to make out your features in the darkness of the bedroom.

Once her eyes adjust she can see the bags under your eyes and the slight frown you wear as frustrations gets the better of you. She instinctively moves closer to you, resting her head against your shoulder before letting one of her hands come to rest on your chest.

“Nightmare?”

You shake your head, “No. I just can’t seem to turn my brain off long enough to fall asleep.”

She hums in acknowledgement. She used to have nights like that all the time back when she first got her powers, then again when she had lost Pietro. You've had nights like that before too, but normally you’d be able to settle yourself down after a short while. Tonight however was not one of those nights.

She lets her fingers trace gentle patterns across your chest as she looks up at you, “Is there a forest around here? Not like Central Park, but like an actual vast forest full of trees.”

Despite finding her question random you decide to humor her, “Yeah, a bit out of the city in other areas of the state there's lots of forests.”

“I miss the forest.” she admits, “Sokovia was surrounded by them. When Pietro and I were young, we would go in to explore them. We’d play and wander around four hours, just getting lost in our daydreams and imagination. It was wonderful.”

You wrap your arm around her, “I bet that was a lot of fun”

“It was. Being so deep in the wilderness was like we were the only ones that existed, other than the animals of course.” she replies, “Once we were older mama talked papa into taking us camping.”

“Did you enjoy it?” you ask, stifling a yawn

She nods, “It was a lot of fun. The four of us were jammed into one small tent, it was all we could afford at the time, and the nights did get terribly cold but we were together. We would cook our meals over the fire, eggs and meats for breakfast, grilled sandwiches or made soups for lunch, then we'd have some game papa caught for dinner. It was usually rabbit served with potatoes.”

You snuggle deeper into her, humming in acknowledgement to get her to continue. She smiles, quickly kissing your cheek to show her appreciation, and of course her love for you.

“We would tell stories around the fire before bed, Pietro liked the scary ones the best. Sometimes he would go fishing with dad and my mom would take me around the forest, helping me to identify the different mushrooms, berries and flowers. It was always so interesting to know which ones were actually edible.” she tells you, pausing briefly to inspect your sleepy face

You smile groggily at her, so she continues, “In the winter time it was far too cold to go camping, but we were still allowed to go out and play for a bit, so long as we bundled up appropriately. Pietro and I would build snowmen, make snow angels and have snowball fights before we would go back inside for a cup of mamas hot cocoa. After that we’d go back out, just to enjoy a short walk through the woods. It was so beautiful to see everything covered in snow. The small animal tracks here and there, the few bushes that produce red berries that stood out so brightly against the white.”

When she doesn’t receive a response she looks back at you, and finds your eyes tight shut. You're fast asleep, soft snores leaving you as your breathing remains steady. She carefully cups your face

“I’m glad my story helped you.” she tells you, kissing your cheek, “Goodnight malysh(baby), sleep well.”

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lex-the-flex · 2 years

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Sleeping in Luke’s Cloak

A/N: A special gift for @acupnoodle who is literally giving me the best ideas out of thin air.

In the blink of an eye, he knew something was wrong. He could tell from a mile away. Even the sky could detect this sudden change.

Running through the vast training course, Luke discovered your laser-sword amongst the various bamboo leaves and pieces of dried out stalks that littered the forest floor.

Finding you laying on your side, he rushes to your side, only to realize that your skin started to feel hot, despite the weather being so cool.

Carrying you back to camp, Luke would tirelessly give you two hundred percent of his attention.

He prepares your favorite kind of green tea, cooks you (and Grogu) the best broth soup in the world with some steamed vegetables.

Feeding you, however, would definitely be a challenge.

A few hours after Luke brought you back to camp, you started mumbling and tossing in your sleep. Reminding him of his vision of Ben on Hoth, Luke knew he had to keep you as cool as possible.

So with the use of his Force abilities, he collected some water from the stream, and poured it in a large wooden bucket that you carved. Removing the majority of your clothes, Luke had no choice but to keep you nude. Your temperature kept rising, and he was fearing that the fever was starting to take control of your actions. No matter how many times he tried to keep your skin cool, nothing seemed to work.

At a loss of what to do, Luke knew he couldn’t leave you alone. You could die without him. Then he remembered there was a spare first-aid kit in the X-Wing and there was medicine in that kit.

Unhooking his cloak from around his shoulders, Luke covered your shaking form in the soft, dark fabric. Clipping the cold chain around your neck, he pressed a gentle kiss to your sweaty forehead before whispering.

“I’ll be back, I promise. You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

Sprinting faster than he ever could, Luke immediately knew where the kit was, so he concentrated with the Force to open the small cargo cabinet. The second his gloved hand made contact with the kit, the worried feeling in his stomach instantly dropped.

Quickly returning to camp, Luke found you sound asleep in the tent with Grogu in your arms.

A soft smile filled his lips as he moved to sit down next to you, hoping to finally get some much needed rest.

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depressoexpresso-anon · 2 years

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Spring Hot

Finn x reader

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You convinced Finn to take you to a small hot spring and spend the night in the woods. But someone forgot to pack the bathing suits!

⚠️ Warnings ⚠️

This does involve nudity and some scenes that suggest stuff. Other than that it's just domestic fluff and you both being silly.

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It was something that you always wanted to try ever since Finn showed you on one of his hidden hiking trails. It was a small hot spring snuggled between a small cliff and the dense forest that surrounds it. And with spring just around the corner, you thought it was the most perfect time to take a dip.

After a few conversations and special favors for your floral fanatic (or finnatic), he finally caved in.

You both agreed on leaving before dusk and spending the night in the woods. And you were glad that you did. Even though the forest was mostly bare from the chill winter months, it would still be hard to see from the fading light and the bustles of trees that surrounded the path.

It took a while to finally arrive at your desired destination, but when you did quiet 'whoa' escaped your mouth as you looked upon the spring. The first time you came to this spot was in late fall when everything was dead and the leafs had all fallen. Now all the leafs had decayed due to the elements and new life had bloomed around the small pond.

"I know right! It's so beautiful at this time. I love it when spring comes. Everything is so new and lively that it takes my breath away. Almost like you do."

Finn said with a warm smile, wrapping his arm around your waist and playfully bumped his hip against yours.

"Oh, you hush now pretty boy, and come help me set up camp."

You said with a hint of sass in your voice as you and Finn sat up camp. You both sat up camp rather quickly due to not having a tent. Finn wasn't too fond of buying a tent, instead, he was eager to try out the new hammock you baught him for his birthday. He even made sure that the night would be warm enough to sleep comfortably with just a few light blankets.

While Finn worked on getting the hammock set up, you worked on getting dinner and a fire built before it gets too dark. You were thankful Finn decided to plan days ahead of your mini-vacation to ensure you both have a good time.

Ever since you been with Finn, you discovered that he was an over-packer. He packed with extra food, clothes, and blankets. He even brought sunscreen and bug spray even though it would be mostly nighttime and not many bugs would be out during this time of the season. 'You never know what you might need, Y/N.' Finn's voice said from a conversation hours earlier and now was running through your head.

Even though it was a little extensive, you were so thankful that Finn packed extra food. And the best part... It was all homemade.

You couldn't have guessed it when you both first met, but Finn is an extraordinary cook. You would always ask how he would make his food taste so good, and his response almost all the time would be, 'It's made with my love, silly!'. Even thinking about your misadventures with him in the kitchen made you smile as you laid down one of the many blankets on top of the soft grass of the forest floor.

You started to set the food out onto the blanket when you felt heavy arms wrap around your neck and shoulders, and a freckled face rubs up agest the back of your head.

"Thank you for setting up the makeshift table, love."

You can practically feel the heat of shyness brush his cheeks. You chuckle and reach your hand behind you to pet his head.

"And thank you for putting up the makeshift bed, darling~."

You said with smoothness in your voice.

You can feel Finn squirm beneath your touch at the barely used nickname. You always like it when he squirmed for you, but maybe another time.

"Now I don't know about you but I'm ready for supper."

You said with a bit of laughter in your voice before you start digging in.

The cold was slowly increasing as the night deepened. And after dinner, you both basked in the warmth of the small fire you had built and the warmth of the dandelion wine that Finn had brought was warming your veins.

You laid on Finn's lap as he hummed old forgotten lullabies and told you stories about the gods of ancient times. And while you enjoyed listening to him rant about how much of an asshole Zeus was, you were desperate to feel the warm water of the spring wash over you.

"Hey uh— Finn, sorry to interrupt, but you by any chance wanna go for a swim."

Finn looks down at you, then gazes at the pool in front of you both. You looked up at him while he thought and stared at the steaming pool. Then he finally found his decision.

He glanced down at you with a small grin stretching his lips.

"I'm gonna take you up on that offer, love." He said in a cheerful tone.

You felt sparks rush through your eyes and excitement rang from deep inside your body. As you sat up from Finn to start to undress, something caught the corner of your eye as you were holding the bottom of your shirt.

You turn your head to find that Finn is looking frustratingly through the bags, almost like he was trying to find something.

"Forgot something, Finn?"

"Yeah, I can't find our bathing suits."

"Oh, I didn't pack them."

Finn stopped searching and looked you dead in the eye, you can start to see his flustered blush start to rise.

"W-why didn't you pack them." He said with a higher than normal pitch in his voice.

You gave a small chuckle of amusement and started to crawl towards him. You could feel his breath hitch as you crawled closer to his face.

"Because I thought it would be fun to go in without any clothes. Are you ok with that bunny?"

Finn was now red as a cherry and was struggling to get his words out.

"U-uh ye-yep that i-is an A-Okay f-from me Y/N."

You leaned close and gave him a small peck before you started to take off your clothes.

You were quicker to take off all of your clothes than Finn was. You can tell that he was a bit nervous. But it's not like you've never seen him like this before.

You've seen Finn naked plenty of times before, but every time he would get so nervous and self-conscious. Even when you praised him and loved him, it never really cracked through him.

After some time Finn stood before you, naked as a jaybird, and before long you grabbed his hand guiding him because he left his glasses along with his clothes. It was kinda funny if you looked at it from a different perspective because you were practically dragging a legally blind man behind you as you speed walked to the spring. And once at the lip of it, you let go of your lover's hand and took the plunge into the water of the natural pool.

The water felt great against your skin as you dove under the water and relished in the sweet heat.

You were too busy enjoying yourself to notice someone else climb into the water and wrap their arms around your frame and pull you close to a bare chest that was covered in freckles and a bit of blond hair.

You turned around so your chest was squished up against his as you sigh with bliss. For this night couldn't be any more perfect than it already was.

"This is nice. Thank you for tonight, my sunflower."

"Hey, thank you for bringing me here. If it weren't for you leading the way I would have been eaten by a bear or something."

"Oh, my dearest Y/N, there is no bear on this side of the country."

"Hush now Finneas before I hit you with my SPLASH ATTACK."

You quickly pushed yourself away from his chest and brushed your hand through the water, making it rise and splash his body.

And with that, a ferrous water war broke out between you both, and your laughter filled up the moonlit forest making it feel a little less eerie than before.

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Thank you for reading!

Love you! ❤🧡💛💚💙💜🖤

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firehikingcom · 3 months

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cosmic-kaden · 4 months

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Top 5 f/o dates!

Oh this is fun!!!!

Aquarium dates! Oops my f/o have to watch me be insane about Jellyfish.. yes I will lay on the floor and press my face against the moon jelly exhibit....(somethingsomethinng I did it irl..I'm so normal about jellyfish hhhh)

Camping date! (Stargazing + snuggles up near a fire! *Chefs kiss* going to the beach together and taking beautiful hikes through the forest. Cooking food over the fire and snuggling up together in the tent while falling asleep to the sound of crickets~)

Winter walking dates! Where we just fill up our thermos with hot chocolate and walk around in the snow, maybe we stop to make a snow man or we go to the park in the evening to see all the lights on the trees.)

Amusement park dates! (being Canadian, I think of Canadas wonderland!) We'd ride the leviathan until we couldn't feel our faces and we'd go to the arcade and I'd teach my f/o how to play DDR, we'd eat beaver tails (that's basically pure sugar) and play games and watch events like the guy who dives off the waterfall and at night we'd watch snoopy conduct the light show over the water!

Stay at home dates! Where we make a cozy spot in the living room(maybe pull out the mattress from the bedroom) play games (video or board games), watch movies, have some drinks and maybe order in some food, snuggle up together and relax!

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desertcampingindubai · 8 months

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An Unforgettable Experience desert camping in Dubai.

Camping in the desert near Dubai is a popular and unique experience that allows you to connect with the natural beauty and tranquility of the desert while still being relatively close to the city. Here are some key points to consider if you're interested in desert camping Dubai:

Location: There are several desert areas around Dubai where you can camp.

The most popular is the Dubai Desert Conservation Reserve, but you can also camp in areas like the Al Qudra Desert, Lahbab Desert (known for its red dunes), and more.

Permits: Make sure you have the necessary permits and permissions for camping in your chosen desert area. Different locations may have different requirements, so check in advance.

Time of Year: Dubai's desert can be extremely hot during the summer months, so it's advisable to camp during the cooler months, typically from October to April. Winter months are particularly pleasant for camping.

Equipment: Bring all the necessary camping equipment, including tents, sleeping bags, cooking gear, and plenty of water. It's important to be self-sufficient as desert areas may not have facilities or stores nearby.

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eazy-group · 9 months

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WINTER Trout Fishing & SOLO HOT TENT Camping (Catch & Cook)

New Post has been published on https://eazycamping.net/winter-trout-fishing-solo-hot-tent-camping-catch-cook/

WINTER Trout Fishing & SOLO HOT TENT Camping (Catch & Cook)

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halloweeneveryday · 11 months

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Experience in NW Queensland

This story probably occurred close to 20 years ago. I'll recount it as best I possibly can.

My brother and I were camping at a little spot called Lolworth Creek. Just outside of our home town of Charters Towers which sits a couple of hours west of Townsville in North Queensland. The spot we were at was a well kept secret at the time. A tiny little patch of paradise where the water from the creek flowed over some rocks and then opened up into a beautiful waterhole. A great spot for camping. Just up the road a ways was "Echo hole" which Australian readers may know of.

So, the day went by mostly uneventful. We swam, we cooked, we drank, we ate. You know, the usual. As it was winter at the time, the sun started disappearing around 7, so we lit up the campfire and started to settle in for the night.

About an hour later was when the "weird" things started happening. It started with the fire. Now we were pretty experienced campers. We knew how to build a fire, obviously, and we knew how to build one to last the night. Which is why we were surprised, dumbfounded, and more than a little scared when we walked away to grab some things out of the car, and returned to find the fire had completely gone out. It was not a rainy day, the fire was nowhere near the water's edge, it was not humid in any way, the air was hot and dry and the firewood we were using was dry as a bone. There is no logical reason that this campfire should have extinguished. So that was weird occurrence number 1. More than a little weird, but easy enough to brush off.

Occurrence number 2 came about a little while later. We were sitting around the fire that we had since got going again. Just sitting, enjoying the peace and quiet. Now this is noteworthy, as it was deafeningly quiet. As I said, this spot was a well kept secret. No one, and I mean NO ONE, was anywhere within about 20km of us, and we would have heard them approaching from far away if they were. Suddenly, breaking the silence, we heard in the darkness the unmistakable sound of someone, yes, someONE, jumping into the waterhole. This one freaked us the hell out. Not just weird, not just a little spooky, no this was one of those moments where you feel absolutely gripped and immobilised by stone cold fear rushing through your entire body. Because what came next would make the initial sound seem like childsplay... about 10 meters from us or less, the dank, wet sound of footsteps RUNNING through the scrub now on OUR side of the waterhole. I have played this through in my mind many times throughout the years. I have attempted to come up with any possible explanation as to what could have happened. But I swear to God, there was no one there, and yet there was someone there.

After this occurrence we immediately began packing up the car. Important note here, as we were packing up we had all of the car doors open, to make it easier to load everything up. That becomes relevant in a moment. As we're walking back to the tent to start packing it up, out of nowhere the entire things just shifts sideways, as if a huge gust of wind blew into it or, more disturbingly, something or someone ran into it. There was no wind that night. I mean the air was completely still. Just like the campfire from earlier, there is no logical reason this should have happened. At this point we thought to hell with the tent we'll get a new one, we're out of here. And this was the point at which the final occurrence of the evening took place and sent us barreling out of there as fast as our little Ford Laser would take us.

Okay, let me try to explain this the best I can, the car was parked sideways on an angle. Right? The doors that were still open were on the side that was slanted down, and opened all the way, so gravity was keeping them open. In an instant, with no wind, no breeze, no anything around, those doors SLAMMED shut. That was it. Perhaps I can look back on this night now and question it with a logical mind, but in that moment there was NO QUESTION in our minds that we were being antagonised by some other worldly force, the intentions of which we had no clue and certainly were not sticking around to find out. We jumped in the car and we booked it.

To this day I have never gone back to that waterhole. Ever. And I probably never will. Like I said, there's a million and one logical explanations I could come up with looking back on it. But in my heart, I just know that every one of those is wrong.

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campstory-0912 · 1 year

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pcttrailsidereader · 1 year

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Testing Our Metal

This is the second installment to Jamey and Tom Dye's story about their journey through the San Jacintos on the PCT in early 1982. Perhaps Jamey will permit us to publish a few more excerpts.

His book is available for purchase on Amazon.

By Jamey Dye

It was mid-morning before we crawled back up the hill toward the trail, only to discover that the snow had completely obliterated it. There was no trace of our path and no trace of where the trail snaked along the northeast slopes of the ridge. We had to rely on our ability to read the topographic contours on our maps and compass and use our climbing skills to navigate the rough, rocky terrain. We learned through trial and error about hiking in powdery snow on rocky terrain. Our heavy packs caused us to sink hip-deep into the powder in places. We would learn later that these abrupt crashes through the snow are famously called “post-holing.” Our packs were top-heavy, and when our feet sank into the snow, we would fall forward face-first into the deep, soft powder. Progress was slow and exhausting. It was more of a crawl than a hike. We soon abandoned trying to look for the trail and just began hiking along the top of the ridge. The wind had compacted the snow more there, and we could see the topography better to navigate. The day would have been beautiful had we not been huffing along with our heavy packs, trying to make our daily miles budget. When we stopped for lunch, we had only made a few miles and were discouraged. That night we made camp at sunset, having progressed five miles on what was supposed to be a fifteen-mile day. At this pace, we were going to be a week behind schedule.

The view was wonderful, and the sunset was spectacular. We cooked a hot dinner over a fire and were awed by the city lights off in the distance and the blanket of stars above us. We were used to camping near streams and lakes as water sources, but our guidebook suggested that melting snow was a good water source. We tried it, and it was amazing. Melting snow in the dry western United States provides much more freedom for hikers. It became a standard source of water for us. It allows you to camp almost anywhere as long as there is snow nearby. We learned to do it on lunch breaks, so we did not need to carry as much water on our backs.

That night we would learn another important lesson about winter camping. Protect your water and boots inside your sleeping bag from freezing weather. Exhausted from the day’s battle with the snow, we both slept hard. I awoke as the sun rose and fumbled around for my canteen only to discover it was frozen solid. I could not stuff my foot into my frozen boot and walked around in my wool socks. I got up and made a fire. Melting snow is harder without seed water to start, but I managed. Soon I was drinking hot water and trying to thaw out my canteen. I set my frozen boots by the fire for a half-hour; still, they were not thawed enough to put on. I placed them directly over the fire. As one side thawed, the other side froze. What a cold morning that was.

I handed Tom a cup of hot water and roused him out of the tent for the day. That morning we discovered how critical crampons were. The storm's cold snap had frozen all the melting snow from the day before. The snow was so solid in places that our boots would not even make a dent. I almost slid down the side of the ridge when I went off to use the bathroom.

We strapped on our crampons and began to navigate these new icy conditions. The positive side was that we could progress more on the ice than in deep powder. The negative side was that we stabbed ourselves several times and were bleeding from the hard steel tips on our crampons. We also tore holes in our snow pants and gators. We made good progress all morning and were encouraged again by noon. We studied the map at lunchtime and felt that if we kept this pace, we could get to a more level valley on the shoulder of Tahquitz Peak to camp that night. We were still

behind schedule, but we had some downhills ahead, and we might be able to make up for the lost time.

First, the ridge climbed steeply up to Antsell Rock and South Peak with rough exposed cliffs on both sides. The map showed the trail traversing the east face rather than going over the top of these peaks, so we decided to follow the trail's rough direction. None of our options were great. The slopes were very steep, and the ice was hard enough in places that not even our crampon spikes left a mark. We had not seen any evidence of the trail all morning, so we were unsure how high we were on the ridge.

We needed to cross a steep, icy slope shielded by the winter sun. We were about a mile into the traverse to a particularly nasty patch of hard ice. I led and focused on keeping my balance and the ice conditions at my feet. I assumed Tom was right behind me. I progressed forward slowly, setting my axe, taking a step, setting my axe, and inching along with a steep cliff below. I was fully expecting to slip and fly off the cliff with every step. The air was still; the only sound was my breathing and the

spikes of my shoes scraping against the icy slope. Then across the thin, quiet air, I heard a voice far away calling out:

“. . . are you ok up there?”

The voice was so quiet and distant that I thought I might have imagined it. I turned around to ask Tom if he had heard the voice, only to discover he had vanished without a trace. There were no footprints and no evidence he ever existed. Then I heard the distant voice again.

“Hey bro, can you hear me?”

Wow, so far away! I looked down in the direction of the voice and beyond the cliff to a slope far below. I saw his grinning face about 200 yards down this hill. He was almost a speck. I called back and waited while he slowly worked his way back up the ice slope to where I was standing. I could not turn around or move without risking falling myself, and I did not want to walk away to a safer place until we could communicate a little more clearly. That was the first of many times our axes would save our lives. I don’t think he would have survived the fall had we not practiced using the axe as an ice break the day before. Finally, he was close enough that we could talk. He said he was fine, but his pack was broken. He was able to navigate back to the trail, and we continued on, step, axe, step, axe, until we got to a safer place. I think we might have hugged. He was shaken up but did not seem to be too hurt. He was bloody from scrapes he received on the ice, and his shirt was torn.

We inspected the pack. It was broken but repairable.

We had some aluminum tubing in a repair kit along with the electrical tape. We unloaded the pack, bent it back into shape as best we could, and used the tubing to splice the break with tape. The pack had a bit of a twist in it after that. A few years later, Tom hurt his back, loading trucks for United Parcel Service. I always wondered if carrying that twisted pack for the rest of the trip might have contributed to his later back injury. But he seemed fine at the time, and we still had five miles to go before our camp that night. Most of the rest of the sloped portion of the trail went smoothly, and we were getting better at the use of the axe/crampon combination. However, the mountain was not done teaching us just yet.

As we moved from the slope to the valley, we plunged back into the waist-deep powdery snow. We stopped and changed from crampons to snowshoes. Everything worked great for the first quarter mile, and it looked like we made it. Then my right leg plunged deep into the snow through my snowshoe and smashed my knee as it scraped against the shattered wood. The decision to use the lower-cost midwest style leather and wood snowshoes was a huge mistake. For the rest of the trip across the valley, Tom towed me with a short piece of rope as I followed behind, doing my best to keep from post-holing.

About a mile from Saddle Junction, we encountered our first humans since leaving Cheryl, Suzi, and the family back in Anza. A couple was enjoying cross-country skiing on this rare, beautiful powdery snow day. We must have been quite a sight. Tom was in front with his snowshoes, towing me, tromping through the snow, and falling about every ten steps. A flash of jealousy washed over me as they skied up to us and asked if they could help. We talked, and they said they were just up from the valley for a day trip. The thought of civilization was so appealing that we abandoned the trail and opted instead to hike the extra two miles down to Fern Valley for the night.

They were the first of many “Trail Angels” that we would encounter on our trip. Giving up their plans to help two bedraggled and bloody PCT trail hikers, they escorted us to the trailhead, fed us, and gave us some water. They left us at Trail Junction. We hiked down the well-packed trail with flashlights, exhausted and limping. We had broken snowshoes and bruised egos, but we were wiser and more prepared for our next encounter with snow.

Looking back, I would conclude that we were ill-equipped and ill-trained for that leg of the journey. We came very close to dying on that ice slope and did not realize how much danger we were in. This would not be the last time we had a brush with death. Having book knowledge and equipment does not translate into experience.

My diary was broken into sections so it would not be too heavy. Most sections are lost, but I have an entry for April 10, 1982. Here is part of that entry:

“You know I made a really good friend crossing those mountains. My Ice Axe and I got really close, but more importantly, I started to realize how much of a friend my father God is and how really wonderful he is.”

Besides each other, our ice axes became our closest companions, and we kept them until the last week of the trip.

#San Jacintos #snow #ice #Trail Angels

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musingsoflys · 1 year

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Oh my god. My husband is such a gadget geek; a camping, off-roading, overlanding gadget geek. He just spent half an hour showing me all this stuff he wants to get for camping. We went camping last week, in the snow; it wasn't bad. I rather enjoyed it, surprisingly. But he is too tall to stand up straight in that particular tent (no worries, we have multiple tents!); the taller tent is more complex to set up, and this was my first time winter camping, so he chose the simpler tent. It's a "hot tent"; there's a little stove that kept us nice and toasty inside and provided heat for cooking as well. But with his not so great back, and not being able to stand up straight, now he wants to get an Aliner pop-up camper. But the one he wants is $50K, so he'll "settle" for a truck bed tent that only costs $10K. He buys and buys and buys stuff. He says he's been building up for over a decade (we also have this huge 2 room with a "garage" and a vestibule tent, 2 heaters in addition to the stove, etc.) to be able to do something like camp (comfortably) on the southern(?) rim of the Grand Canyon. I'm confused. Are we going to sell the house, buy and RV and travel? Or are we going to tent camp everywhere? He's thinking the truck top or Aliner for now, and then when the kids finally are on their own (the youngest is 15) sell everything and get the bigger RV, but just how much camping does he think I can do when I'm still having to work to pay for all this stuff?????

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laurainthemiddleeast · 1 year

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Wadi Rum

We drove from Aqaba back into the Desert, a protected area called Wadi Rum. It has a very unique, stark, barren looking landscape that actually looks quite similar to Mars. apparently the same type of erosion took place in both places. They’ve used it to film movies like the Martian, Mad Max, Dune, and Star Wars.

We arrived during the golden hour before sunrise, and it was absolutely stunning. The sands at sunrise/sunset glow this beautiful orange colour. (At other times of day they can look more white/yellow/beige). We parked the car at the entrance, and a local Bedouin man picked us up in a 4x4 to take us to our camp. There is absolutely no way the Kia was making it through any sand dune. It barely clears a speed bump. We rode in the back of the pickup (modified with benches) and stopped along the way to view the gorgeous sunset with a little fire.

We stayed in these “bubbles” in the middle of the desert. They have clear plastic ceilings and walls so that you have an unobstructed view, but they come with quirks. The entrance has two doors, one after another, with an antechamber. You have to be very careful not to open the inner door before closing the outer one, or all the air rushes out and the bubble will deflate! They were pretty luxury for essentially inflatable tents, and had electricity, hot water (between 5pm and 11pm) and even hot tubs to relax in and view the stars.

Joelle and I actually went out to do some serious stargazing with a guide that night. We saw Jupiter, Mars, a couple of shooting stars, and got to see some star clusters and nebulas! The Pleiades or “seven sisters” also has an Arabic name that translates to “the chandelier of the sky”. You can see 7 stars with the naked eye, but we could see so many more with the telescope! The man doing the stargazing also showed us some of the artifacts he’d collected from the desert over the years. The desert used to be an old ocean floor hundreds of millions of years ago, and you can still find fossils that prove it! He had found a bunch of preserved shark teeth (still razor sharp, might I add) fossilized urchins, and molluscs.

It was actually freezing cold in the desert at night. It is winter in Jordan right now, and although the days might be 5-10 and sunny in Wadi Rum, the nights are 0 and freezing. Luckily the bubbles have heat pumps, but unluckily ours was broken and we had to do a midnight swap. I was thankful for these Bedouin floor length furry brown coats they provided (although I did feel slightly like the Revenant).

The next day we headed out with a local guide, Ahmed, to explore. “Wadi” is a term that translates to gorge/valley, and Wadi Run means “Valley of the Moon”. The desert here has these towering granite and sandstone mountains that are impossibly beautiful, with fine sand dunes in between. The jeeps do a surprisingly decent job at navigating them, except when Joelle and I are driving 😂. Our guide let us try, but it was manual, and we each had our unique issues. I couldn’t start it, Joelle couldn’t park it (we kept rolling back downhill). we each nearly threw each other out of the back of the pick up truck a couple times. Ahmed was much more adept, but even he couldn’t force the keep up the biggest ones, and we just slid back down. It’s hard to really appreciate the scale of how huge these mountains/dunes are. I tried to use Joelle for scale in some of them, and I can barely even see her in the photos! (I tried circling her in red in a few!).

The sandstone is easily scratch-able, and was used by ancient people as a canvas/slate for inscriptions and petroglyphs. We saw some that depicted humans holding bows and arrows, camels, and ibex. You can also see areas where the sandstone has been eroded by the wind leaving “rock bridges” you can climb. Very cool and an awesome view, but pretty damn sketchy getting up/down. To nobody’s surprise I fell a couple of times, but luckily just a few scratches.

Our guide also cooked us a meal in the desert for lunch. We found an area in a canyon sheltered from the wind and picked up sticks to make a fire. Joelle laughed at me for wanting to use my trauma shears instead of doing things the “traditional way”. But then we both just about lost it when the “traditional way” of lighting these branches was to use a box lighter and a piece of cart board from the pack of cigarettes as a starter 😂. Other than our sunburns (which we didn’t think about in the cold), it was a perfect day.

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kikk123 · 1 year

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The Best Equipment for Long-term Tent Living

Planning a trip anywhere in the globe under the stars requires at least the bare minimum of the necessary gear. It is preferable to bring the essentials with you rather than trying to cram everything into the backpack. Even if you carefully plan your itinerary, assemble the ideal group, purchase your favorite snacks, and pack engaging games, the rest could be ruined if you don't have the right gear for relaxing wilderness camping.

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Active leisure enthusiasts with experience and a global perspective know exactly what is required on the ground to make the journey thrilling but also as comfortable as feasible. However, it could be challenging for individuals who are unfamiliar with the activity to determine at first what would be truly helpful and what will just add weight to your backpack (it is not a problem when it is a car trip, but if you climb in the mountains, there may be some difficulty).

When Planning for Their First Trek While Camping, Inexperienced Hikers Typically:

Buy a lot of extraneous items that are easy to do without pack too much forget about essentials, like a sleeping bag or mat for camping pack a lot of portable chargers and speakers fail to consider the particulars of the camping site's terrain and weather rely solely on modern electronics while ignoring the time-tested, dependable classics

Such errors cause vacatiovacationsome an expensive and time-consuming ordeal. Is it not better to plan and live outside while giving yourself an enjoyable pastime that you wish to do repeatedly?

Characteristics of Camping at Various Seasons of the Year

All physically active people have varied tastes for outdoor vacations: some enjoy taking time off in hot, uncomfortable weather, while others can't wait for the sun to shine so they may soak up its rays while they're gone. It is still worth taking care of the necessary supplies for a decent night's sleep and cooking, even if you just intend to spend a few days (or perhaps even a few weeks) disconnecting from city life and your home.

The easiest time of year to plan a camping trip is during the summer. Pleasant clothing, particularly sleeping bags made for cold climates, heating equipment, etc. are not necessary when the weather is warm for living in a tent. Because afternoons and nights can get cool in the summer, all you need to bring is a blanket, some jeans, and a sweater. Don't forget to wear hats, sunscreen, and insect repellent.

Camping in the spring might be more difficult because the weather can be so unpredictable at this time of year. True fans, however, don't have a problem with this because they understand the value of being ready for potential precipitation even when the weather is sunny. Therefore, if you decide to live in a tent beneath the stars, it may be worthwhile to consider a second layer of ground protection, such as a tarpaulin, or to invent a specialized tent base. A rope will also be useful for drying wet clothes as you need a way to do that. After such an experience, it is best to warm up in a sleeping bag or next to the campfire.

Buying a sturdy tent is crucial for those who enjoy winter camping. After all, it is important to consider warmth and waterproofness first because it can get really cold in some areas, especially up in the mountains.

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dearmomdiary · 2 years

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Dear mom,

This past weekend we went camping with Paige and Jonah. Honestly I was not looking forward to it and the closer we got to it the more I just wanted to get on with it. Like ripping a band aid hoping it would happen quickly. Didn’t really turn out that way. Evan planned this trip about 10 months ago and it was originally planned during March when it was colder but we had to post pone it to a later time due to Paige and Jonah attending a wedding in March. The weather at this time is not so great. It was rainy, muggy, buggy, and hot. My goodness it was hot during the day. The rain also felt like it would go on for hours but it was manageable, we cooked when it stopped and slept in our tents when it started up again. Friday we actually got to the campsite before them. The camp site looks like this little piece of forest with a picnic table and fire pit added to it. It’s kind of crazy. That they have rows of people staying at the park in these little pieces of land. I don’t understand why people spend their money doing this. I can understand the people in trailers who are probably traveling cross country. But us? Who live in beautiful Miami and pay for air conditioning, a bed, and a beautiful kitchen to cook in…..rain or shine. I do it for Evan. He was so excited to camp, be in the wild, hang out with our friends, cook outdoors, & explore the springs. All I want to do is make him happy and make sure I’m a team player. I’m always scared if I complain about anything he would think I’m being snotty or rude. But he knows me. He always catches my expressions, or when I’m exhausted and don’t seem like I can hold up any longer. Evan always makes a point to thank me for attending anything he knows I didn’t sign up for or want to do. It’s actually very sweet. Now that I think of it, have I ever thanked him? I don’t think I have. That’s because I assume. I assume he would just let me know if he didn’t want to go and not come. Wow I hope he hasn’t noticed and I need to make a note somewhere to start thanking him. I would never know if he wasn’t having a good time because he always looks like he is having a grand time. Our recaps always consist around how much he enjoyed this person or what interesting thing he spoke about with that person. No expression of being horrified or of looking exhausted. Maybe I’m overthinking it or maybe I won the jackpot.

Friday was rough because of the set up and the rain. Evan thought we would probably even go to a motel. I found out later that Paige had a similar thought. We somehow were able to set up camp and cook some fajitas followed by some s’mores. I couldn’t wait to get back into the tent and go to sleep. This year I knew Evan wouldn’t try to have sex with me due to two reasons 1. Paige and Jonah’s tent was about 2 feet away and 2. It was so incredibly hot and muggy. The temperature did drop but not as low as our last camping trip. A year and a half ago he took me camping during the winter time and at night it was so cold, around 40 degrees. He loves to be intimate when it’s a rebellious act. We had sex both nights and I remember thinking no not now I want to keep all these layers on, I want to try and get warm. But, he makes it so hard to say no and his kisses always wanting more. I gave in like I always do. After we finished making love I slept with socks on my hands, I used them as mittens!

Thankfully I don’t struggle with sleep. I was able to sleep through the night and woke up to no rain on Saturday. We were able to have breakfast and get ready to head to the springs. The springs were cold but because the sun was finally out and it was hot it felt real good. We ran to one issue though, they didn’t let Ruby in the water. Paige and Jonah’s dog that actually behaved amazingly the entire trip. Eventually we got her in. The park ranger was on us. Telling us no dogs allowed here or no hanging that hammock there. He was ridiculous and definitely took on the role of a party pooper. After spending some time in the springs we had a picnic and walked back to the camp site. I wanted some alone time with Evan and knew that the others wanted to cool down so I suggested that we would be going for a walk on one of the trails. Plus it was time to take a little bit of an edible we brought. It’s a small gummy and I spilt it with Paige and Evan. We took ours and were off for our walk. We started our journey down this trail we saw runners and bikers on that morning. Figured to walk through it and see where it took us. It was around 1pm and no one was on the trail, the sun was scorching. I wanted to kiss Evan, I wanted to taste him, have him all to myself. We sat on a bench and only one biker passed us so far. I stood in front of him and started to kiss him, started to touch him slowly and lightly on his chest, stomach, and skipped over to his leg. Teasing him. Of course I wasn’t planning on doing anything out in the open. There were 3 openings and I would stop look around and continue to make sure no one could see us or catch us. He seems like he is willing to do anything I ask at that moment. It’s hot, the edible has kicked in, and every touch is stimulus. I’m so much more aware than he is when we are being intimate and I make the call to go take a shower. We took a shower in the family shower and he was already aroused so it was fast yet exhilarating. We got out looking like how we got in. All wet. But this time it was from water and just our sweat. We walked back to find Paige and Jonah asking us if we wanted to drive for some ice cream. You could tell they had some cabin fever and I was so appreciative to get out of there and get some cold anything. The rest of the weekend went smoothly. Hanging out, playing games, and eating. Sunday came around and I was so excited to go back to our apartment. I take our little 1/1 apartment for granted and I shouldn’t. Evan and I live together in this small walk up with the sweetest land lords. He talks about moving into a house and having more room. But I love this. This is home. Being in this cozy space with Evan. He is my person and I’m sad you never got to meet him because you’d love him. You’d really love him.

Talk soon and miss you.

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bisonhobby · 2 years

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2 Tips To Buying And Caring For Your Discount Camping Gear

Thinking about going camping by yourself or with your family, then the right kind of camping equipment will be an essential part of defining the outdoor experience for you, so give it a thought. Beginner campers are most conscious of staying within a budget while setting out to hunt the basic kind of camping gear locally; however, while this is a smart way of buying cost-effective camping stuff, once the joys of camping are open to you, you can move on to buying high-grade (expensive and exclusive) equipment for seasoned campers.

Money invested into buying higher quality camping equipment is money well spent, say experts as it often happens that those opting to purchase cheaper camping gear get stuck with a bad deal and faulty items that can spoil the fun and the outing too besides costing more "in replacement terms" in the long run. Therefore, to avoid having to shell out more money to replace faulty or sub-standard camping gear, it's advisable to invest once and for all in superior equipment for a little extra money!

Quality does not necessarily mean shelling out more money and discounted camping gear is a good bet for those looking to combine standard with value for money! A great place to shop for discount camping gear is on the various online stores that have a huge stock of branded products and accessories available at cheap rates. Looking locally too, you can strike lucky with neighborhood departmental stores that retail discount camping gear (try sporting goods stores downtown) during the off-season (winter-time) or keep an eye out for catalogs featuring hot bargains in discount camping gear. This done, you could keep a cautionary eye out for any additional shipping fees that can add on to the price of the camping gear!

Once you have purchased your choice in discounted outdoor activities that is long-lasting and promises to hold up in inclement weather and rough terrain too, the right kind of after-care - from right storage to a timely cleansing - will ensure you get may more years of use out of it, so do remember the following:

1. Give your sleeping bags a thorough wipe-down and shake them out (airing) before folding them away in safe storage; ditto for the tent!

2. The cooking stove should be cleaned, dried and kept in a safe place to serve you better in the long run and do be careful about who you lend your discount camping gear to as some people tend to be more careless than others so you may want to clue in the uninitiated on caring for your stuff!

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