I just got back last night from a wild and crazy 2-day Introduction to Wilderness Skills (which I think I might rename "Practical Survival: trashbags, bears, and you") course, concentrating on backpacking, with a group of five folks who are all friends and signed up together. One is a writer for a Virginia magazine, so with any luck we'll be able to post a link to the article here when it's published in September! We left from the Matthews Arm campground in Shenandoah National Park on Saturday at close to 2 pm after a late start and a gear shakedown and introduction to map and compass navigation. The first day was spent mostly on working more on those navigation skills, such as reading topo maps, aligning maps to north, taking map bearings and landscape bearings, finding your heading, and more. A photographer accompanied us for most of the first day, with a huge clunky backpack and lots of cameras, but he had to leave before we got to camp because our planned campsite (.3 miles downstream of the tallest waterfall in VA) was already taken by a group of Boy Scouts, and he had to get back home!
We headed about another 1.5 hrs down the trail and found ourselves a stunning campsite next to a wide and deep swimming hole, where we could waterslide down a moss-slick slope into the
cooooold water or leap from the rocks above! Speedo-man made a timely appearance at this point, and we laughed at him for the rest of the evening. We made supper together and talked about emergency planning, first-aid supplies and how to use them, backcountry food planning and storage, and off-trail navigation before a popcorn snack and then turning in to our slanty beds.
The next morning we had rolled oatmeal for breakfast, went for another dip, and then pitched a 10'x10' tarp in lots of different ways, learning knots and improvisational strategies along the way. Traditional skills dispensed with, we then moved on to primitive/survival skills! The group made a fine brush shelter that fit four sweaty adults inside and kept them nice and toasty warm, emergency trashbag shelters, and found a site for a solar still to get water out of the ground. Then we broke camp and marched a long, slow, poison-ivy exposed trail uphill over Beecher Ridge, finally arriving back at the Matthews Arm campground area for a minimalist fire-building exercise.
A hearty Irish pub dinner and a beer, as well as a few lil' ol' ticks and blackfly bites, rounded out a weekend spent outdoors--the very best kind of weekend!
Photos hopefully to come.
Labels: shenandoah, wilderness skills