I had the perfect secluded spot in pine trees with a running river outside my tent door to catch fish in. Now here is the reality.
Chris Rock once said “Camping is a bunch of white people pretending to be homeless.” It’s actually cheaper to be homeless! The cost of gas to get there, the $18 per night camping fee, the supplies to buy that make the trip, food, utensils, the week just preparing etc... And the $40 fishing license I decided to buy for the first time in my life. I don’t know why I did it. I watch all those survival shows and I was on a mission. I ended up at a campground which I will explain why soon.
I have been camping since I was a child and more so once I got my first truck at 16 so I have some learned experience behind me yet something or many things will always go wrong.
Diana and I once had a whole campground to ourselves at Grand Lake so no one could hear our screams. Now I won’t lie… I think I was screaming at the same pitch as Diana on this one :p In the middle of the night we were woken to something banging on the tent wall right next to our heads Blair Witch style and could hear the gravel crunching under whatever it was. Armed with a Leatherman it took a while to build the guts to unzip the front of that stupid tent. Once we did Diana pushed me to the ground and said “See ya bear bait” and made it to the car. (Kidding on Diana pushing me to the ground)
We drove around blowing the horn and looking for it yet saw nothing. Diana wanted to go to a hotel after that. I told her “no way is it coming back.” Wrong again. 2 hours later we woke to the same thing. I felt Diana shake me and I gave her the be silent finger and we laid there in fear once again. Eventually it stopped and I think Diana fainted because she was out like a light once it stopped. I laid there and listened. We call it a Bear Coon not knowing what exactly terrified us.
Then there was a time last year I got semi lost on a solo trip and hike on Trail Ridge Road at 9,000 feet and 15 miles deep on foot. I had to make a shelter of branches and pine needles to sleep in after a day of crossing in front of an angry Moose, Elk and even seeing bear tracks. I was even attacked by a rabid squirrel :p I don’t get up before the sun anymore. That was the coldest I ever been and was on the verge of hypothermia.
Part 2 coming soon with pictures. It was an experience. I slammed my truck against the side of a mountain at the continental divide and more.