Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

I couldn’t go canoe camping anymore so I needed a new approach. Plan A was a very traditional old school double ender in need of “TLC”. I couldn’t fix it enough to use it. Plan B was a less antique … Continue reading →

I was earnestly seeking a “new way” based on a type of craft I’d never used and couldn’t quite describe. I wasn’t sure where to start. Locally I couldn’t physically find a craft that seemed right. (I do live in … Continue reading →

[Warning, this post has generalizations that will piss off several outdoor recreation interest groups. If you’re triggered or think I paint with too broad of a brush… drink a beer and count to ten before commenting that I’m an insensitive … Continue reading →

[Because I’m prone to go non-linear, my travelogue veers into story. Rest assured, I do have a point. I might even get to it… eventually.] One chilly morning, many years ago, I stepped out of my tent and was dismayed … Continue reading →

Two bottles of Starbucks vanilla Frappuccino is not how I’d choose to start my day but it did the job. I mellowed and all was well. Placated, I cooked a second breakfast (I had the inclination to actually eat this … Continue reading →

The world is filled with morning people, or as I like to call them “freaks of nature”. I am not a morning person. Never have been, never will be. This particular morning was worse than most. That said, it started … Continue reading →

At the beginning of my trip I made a command decision; I tossed my truck’s GPS under the seat. I’m a free man. Unfortunately, it also meant I was ill-informed about the distance between Pumpjack and the nearby State Park. … Continue reading →

I fear my travelogue veered into a gear review. It’s an occupational hazard of someone who does activities that requires equipment to obsess about the materials rather than the act. Oh well, it’s my vacation and I can do whatever … Continue reading →

I had high hopes for the evening but I had a hell of a long drive to get there. The thing about driving is, it gives you time to think. My tried-and-true sleeping bag is a Big Agnes. (The model … Continue reading →

[Despite my misgivings, the midnight Stonerocalypse never happened. Or maybe I slept through it? Regardless, I had an excellent night’s sleep and hit the road. While on the road, I decided to type up a post about my, as yet … Continue reading →