Short winter trips

First my travel area is kinda limited here in the Las Vegas area Spring Mountains

Don’t you live next door to a rather large area (1.5 million acres) administered by the National Park Service, that also includes 9 wilderness areas? Snow is rare there as are people in the backcountry. These two “rarities” are a plus for me. Most Decembers I do a backpacking trip there.

When I ordered my McHale pack last year I told him at age 68 I’m probably stupidly insane to get such a nice pack as I won’t be around long enough to enjoy it—but dangit it finally arrived and hauls even more crap than ever before.

I still haul tremendous weight—my last trip started out with 50 lbs of just food and fuel—44ozs of white gas—and so my pack with winter gear topped out at around 90 lbs—for a 21 day uninterrupted trip.

Thing is, I do short mile days!  My first day was in 3.5 miles with a gain of 1,000 feet in elevation—A Sac Kicker!  But I made it.

I suppose one day I’ll have to hang it up and investigate the Terror of Car Camping.  Please Zeus No!!!  Until then it’s a loaded pack and one step at a time . . . with careful boot placement and NO FALLING!

It’s lighter if you measure in kilos; 23 kilos sounds a lot less than 50 pounds but you seem to eat well while out

Walter, my hat is off to you for carrying those weights. I just could not bear that torture. I’d cache the food along the way if at all possible rather than carry it.

Yes, at 68 I was able to do a fair amount more than I can now at 75. You will find that once past 70 Father Time takes his inevitable toll. But I can still get a look from a pretty woman… if she’s about 50 yards away.

Nick, Yeah, there are larger Wilderness Areas within a day’s travel but I’d rather stay closer to home just in case.  I do cary a SPOT beacon, again just in case.

But as I go further north in Nevada for coyote hunting I may find snowy places I like for camping.

Eric—

“Walter, my hat is off to you for carrying those weights. I just could not bear that torture.”

What’s really odd with such weight is that the first step away from the car on Day 1 of 21 is the best feeling in the word.  It’s a mix of Excitement and Adrenaline.  I know I have everything I need for the next 3 weeks and can eat my way to Less Weight. And my trip itinerary will take me thru some awesome backcountry so I don’t have to see civilians or traffic or folding money for a long while. So, obviously it’s not torture . . . for me . . .

Torture is a black friday sale and I’m stuck in the sprawl of the cancer cell called The City.