Then why do I run into wives and/or husbands every year looking for spouses, frantically?
I carry the stove/pot, he carries the tent unless I decide to hammock. That's it. Because I don't doubt that the unexpected happens – I have searched for separated brothers, sisters, spouses, and entire groups or parts of groups.
I've also carried my pack along with someone else's, because men who think "I am man, I can carry it all" also find out that backpacking 20 years ago doesn't prepare them for this week.

