Neophiteat48 wrote:I hiked Mount Hood with a backapck filled with 6 Coronas (bottles), 6 cans of Coors, 2 bottles of wine, 6 cans of soda, 4 botlles of water, one pound of salami, one pound of cheese and 7 pounds of ice to keep it all chilled. Why did I bring the water and the sodas?

Sheesh, no kidding, what kinda n00b climber goes hauling a pound of cheese and a pound of salami?????

I know, the kids won't be with us anymore they wanted that crap. Or they'll have their own pack.

My first backpacking trip was a easy one nigher, and I was going with another inexperienced friend. My pack weighted 50 lbs! We hikes 36 miles in two days, and I felt like I had broken my back. The backpack was my dads, so it was really old and didn't fit me at all. After that, I figured there was an easier way of backpacking, so I started reading. My friend and I still laugh about it today, good times being a noob!

Dave Dinnell wrote:

Neophiteat48 wrote:I hiked Mount Hood with a backapck filled with 6 Coronas (bottles), 6 cans of Coors, 2 bottles of wine, 6 cans of soda, 4 botlles of water, one pound of salami, one pound of cheese and 7 pounds of ice to keep it all chilled. Why did I bring the water and the sodas?

Sheesh, no kidding, what kinda n00b climber goes hauling a pound of cheese and a pound of salami?????

You could fit another six pack in if you ditched the salami and cheese.

Thirty years ago, I climbed a volcano in the Phillipines. Since we were only 5 degrees above the equator, it never occurred to us how cold it would be above 8000 feet.

We'd been stuck on the side of it for 3 days in a Typhoon. Lucky, because I'd carrried up a cheap blanket.

1. Used to always hike in jeans unless it was warm enough for shorts-- didn't even know hiking pants existed until 2000.

2. Went hiking into the Death Valley badlands in 130-degree heat wearing jeans and cowboy boots-- just seemed right.

3. Used to carry a boombox when backpacking to enjoy music in the wilderness.

Probably many other dumber things that could have gotten me hurt or killed, but I can't remember them right now.

Neophiteat48 wrote:I hiked Mount Hood with a backapck filled with 6 Coronas (bottles), 6 cans of Coors, 2 bottles of wine, 6 cans of soda, 4 botlles of water, one pound of salami, one pound of cheese and 7 pounds of ice to keep it all chilled. Why did I bring the water and the sodas?

Hell I don't take all that, but I still take beer and bury it in snow if I can find some. Nothing like a cold beer and some bacon at sunset in the wilderness...

Scrambling in the Grand Canyon with 20 oz of water, some trail mix, no map, no other supplies.
All items were shared, group of 2.

Probably should be part of that north america accidents book.

outofstep80 wrote:Scrambling in the Grand Canyon with 20 oz of water, some trail mix, no map, no other supplies.
All items were shared, group of 2.

Probably should be part of that north america accidents book.

I met a dude who was hiking the GC in one day as I was. All he had was 20 oz of water, and sandals. I persuaded him to hike out with me during the night when it was cooler. He did, but ended up doing it barefoot because his sandals were falling apart. I gave him half my food. I don't know how he wouldn't have become another rescued person that day without me. He didn't have any food either. Some people are just asking for trouble, I'll tell you what!

outofstep80 wrote:Scrambling in the Grand Canyon with 20 oz of water, some trail mix, no map, no other supplies.
All items were shared, group of 2.

Probably should be part of that north america accidents book.

Hiked down to Phantom Ranch and back up carrying a 2 liter water bottle. Not sure I would carry any more if I did it again.

Dingus Milktoast wrote:You got him out of the hot oven, didn't you!?

I wonder if he went and jumped into the Frying Pan?

DMT

Haha I wouldn't be surprised. He said he was on a road trip doing whatever he thought looked cool. I didn't bother searching the obituaries for his name, I didn't want my assumptions coming true.

I forget his name, but have a photo of him. He was from New York I think. This was just in the summer of 2008 too. Who's this Alex guy your referring to?

Either I've never done anything stupid, or I still don't know any better. But I'm told that God protects fools and drunks, so I do my best to be both.

Hotoven wrote:I forget his name, but have a photo of him. He was from New York I think. This was just in the summer of 2008 too. Who's this Alex guy your referring to?

Supertramp. Doesn't everyone love British prog rock?

Dingus Milktoast wrote:He took the long way home.

DMT

"Goodbye, Stranger."

Dave Dinnell wrote:My first backpacking trip in the Scouts in '74...I took a canvas pup tent and...A frikken claw hammer so I could pound them stakes in real good And the pack I used was an old BSA Haversack-a non framed large day pack with unpadded canvas shoulder straps. It was a painful learning experience.

1974: I used the same pack on my first (and maybe second) backpacking trip, with the Boy Scouts. It had belonged to my older brother, and presumably it was all he ever used when he was a Scout. But it was horrible. All the other kids had frame packs.

For a sleeping bag, I had one of those big heavy flannel jobs my father would use for hunting trips, tied around the top and sides. Oh my god did the straps dig into my shoulders. Soon after that trip my parents bought me a frame pack (the Kilimanjaro, I used to see those around; no hip belt, of course) and a cheap nylon sleeping bag at K-Mart.

I had cheap "waffle stomper" boots and the warmest outer garment I had as a teen during most of the year was a single-wall cotton Army jacket my brother had left behind (in the winter I wore a ski jacket). I wore that Army jacket everywhere, even on a week-long trek along the High Sierra Trail in August 1976, when it snowed on us at one point.

In those days the camp stoves were either white gas or propane. Propane is highly pressurized and comes in steel tanks. I still have my old propane Grasshopper stove, and a couple of tanks. I can't believe we carried those steel tanks into the wilderness. I compensated for the weight by not carrying any extra clothing. I was cold at night, but at least I could cook!

But in any case, I had endured the Stone before I was old enough to know any better and formulate an effective protest. After that, I went backpacking whenever I could.

When I was 20 years old, I had my first well-paying job. I went out and bought my first pack with a hip belt; my first decent sleeping bag; a pair of good Vasque boots; a Therm-a-Rest mattress. I retired the pack and the boots last year, but I still use the sleeping bag.

That is some classic gear there redneck. Did you summit Rainier with your Vasque boots and wooden axe?