Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

Everything on my blog, including talking animals, is true. In case you had doubt, here are a few photos from my walkabout. Back at camp just before sunset. Pretty isn’t it? For several days while camping, this is what I … Continue reading →

For the summer following my first boat’s cruise missile attack on the waves I happily stayed on shore. I nibbled away at the third boat’s build. Thankfully, the simple design meant it had an occasional straight line and that was … Continue reading →

Halfway through building Plan C, the story took a twist. I never gave up on Plan A or Plan B. After years of seeking a boatright I finally talked a hippie (who has forgotten more about traditional woodwork than I’ll … Continue reading →

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 →