“A return to the daring days of when people just ‘did stuff’.”

This is wonderful, spelt. The perfect antidote to all the "epic" hikes we like to do around here.

Thanks for sharing.

I did something sort of like this last summer. I wanted to go camping over in Marin and, after becoming frustrated with logistics, decided I'd just walk there. I walked all day through SF, over the Golden Gate, and through Marin towards Mount Tam, set up a hammock well after it got dark just off the trail, broke camp just after dawn, and walked all the way home.

I want to do the same thing out to Point Reyes at some point. Walk from my house on Telegraph hill to Point Reyes over a couple days (and maybe back).

Most of that walk won't be "outdoors" in the sense many here usually think of "getting outdoors" since it'll be through towns and roads, but I think the merits of a long walk are mostly retained wherever it may happen.

Going to pioneer the "fancy cafe, ice cream, and boutique sandwich along the way" cook system ;-)

Going to pioneer the "fancy cafe, ice cream, and boutique sandwich along the way" cook system ;-)

Now that's a stoveless system that will even save you food weight!

Brilliant–made my day!

Thanks Spelt

for no reason. None whatsoever … You can go and do stuff with your mates that is memorable and challenging

Oh-Oh … you've blown it, failed completely and miserably … is memorable and challenging smacks of being a reason, doesn't it? Falls far short of the purity found in the "because" we would have offered as justification we were kids. …. short pause to remove tongue from cheek … I'm pretty sure that Mr. Skurka would have given a nod of approval to your hike plan. Nicely Done:-)

>"I want to do the same thing out to Point Reyes at some point."

Bradley: A Dutch grad student i knew in the UC Berkeley Hiking Club did something similar. He'd discovered rollerblades when he arrived. Being Dutch, he'd grown up ice skating, even going city-to-city on frozen canals in the winter and took to rollerblades quickly. He rollerbladed from Berekeley to Samuel P Taylor Park on the way to Point Reyes and back in a day.

> Going to pioneer the "fancy cafe, ice cream, and boutique sandwich along the way" cook system ;-)

Dear me! How … lowering of standards.

Ahem. I seem to remember some custard tarts with glazed strawberries on top in the Pyrenees a few times … And there was a cake outside a patisserie in Austria once … Of course, these were local cultural things we had to examine. Of course.

Cheers

This brings to mind the great mountaineer/explorer/yachtsman H. W. Tilman, who in 1933, having finished his work in East Africa, decided to return to the UK. He bought an old bicycle, and without fanfare set out across Africa as a farewell journey – a 3000-mile adventure.

Here's to all those who have the heart of an explorer, who quietly and without public acclaim, get out and simply adventure…

The irony being, of course, that these guys are now receiving publicity for their "un-publicized" trip. ;p

For all the philosophers out there, when does doing things "for no reason" become your reason for doing things?

Tilman wrote a number of books about his adventures. Not sure that classifies as doing it quietly and without public acclaim….

[edited to correct spelling of his name]

I have his book collection, "The Eight Sailing/Mountain Exploration Books". I'm sure your know that he disappeared in 1977 while sailing from Rio to Port Stanley in the South Atlantic. Their boat was lost, no clue was found, I least none that I'm aware of.

Yeah, Doug, I agree with you, but when you read his books, like the collection Dean mentions, you don't get the feeling that he was doing it for any public acclaim. By all accounts, he was difficult to get on with, didn't suffer fools gladly, and preferred solitude to human company.

His climbing companion Eric Shipton, seemed rather more attuned to public life, and was I fancy rather a shrewd manipulator of the social system.

There is a photo of him together with his lovely wife in one of his (Shipton's) books (which I don't now have access to), I presume of when he served as HM Consul at Kashgar 1940-42, entitled something like "Consul and consolation" (NOT the above photo), which always struck me as being rather clever (Kashgar being very remote at that time, and perhaps caught in the aftermath of the machinations of the Great Game).

In any event, Shipton and more particularly Tilman were clearly early and expert exponents of ultralight philosophy, and should be recognized as such.

"In any event, Shipton and more particularly Tilman were clearly early and expert exponents of ultralight philosophy, and should be recognized as such."

Hi Robert, you've certainly piqued my interest in Tilman and his exploits. I've never read any of his books, but thanks to you I'll correct that!

Doug:

Both Tilman's and Shipton's books are excellent reading, and the photos are highly evocative.

I most enjoy the many accounts of their mountaineering experiences in the Himalaya; but there is something about Tilman with his old bicycle, standing in front of the long pot-holed road that will take him clear across the Africa of 1933, that I find haunting.

Their 1934 search for the inner sanctuary of Nanda Devi and the Valley of Flowers also makes for good reading.

In addition, you might like to check out the works of Frank Smythe (F. S. Smythe), who named the Valley of Flowers, and who also explored and climbed with the two (1938 expedition to Everest). He took some wonderful photographs of the Alps and the Himalaya.