September 19, 2015 by kmwelden
So I did indeed go camping last weekend. I was not eaten by a bear.
I went to Rocky Mountain National Park, and the aspens are juuuust about to change. I like to say things like, “the aspens are just about to change,” because it makes me sound Coloradoan. And like I have a damn clue when the aspens will actually change other than physically observing this. Like here:
Or Googling, “when do the aspens change?” Which I did this morning.
I learned how one would (theoretically) pitch a tent. I did not do the actual tenting, but in a jam, I feel pretty confident that I could do it now.
I went for a (short) hike with a beer. Serious hikers do that all the time. Right?
I learned how to skip a rock! This has eluded me for 24 years (much like diving, which is genuinely a story for another day. I cannot do it, and it drives me nuts), but after at least 100 tries, I think I have the technique down. I would estimate that I can successfully skip a rock 1/10 tries now. A vast improvement over the complete inability to do anything other than hurl a rock straight into a creek.
Went on another (short) hike. This time it was with coffee (because who drinks water? Schmucks.). Scrambled up some rocks to find the best spot to drink said coffee. It was here.
And here is a visual representation of how I feel about sleeping on the ground:
Overall 3.5/5; would camp again.