Coming soon to the blog; New plans for a packable frame saw.

In the mean time, check out the link to my older post about making a frame saw from 5 years ago.

Adventures of an Imperfect Man In Search of a Handmade Life
Here’s a nice look into some Minimalist but modern camping gear.

I was lucky to learn this method as a young Scout and have stayed proficient over the many years since. To become truly skilled at this, I went through a period of making a coal every day with either this method or by hand drill. I spent a couple days and nights out in the snow and drizzle and decided to share a bit of my experiences for anyone patient enough to watch. I hope you enjoy.
I realize this isn’t the most exiting project of the year but a necessary one nonetheless. My knife sheath for the “regular” camp knife was a sloppily done remake of the original. The knife maker did an excellent job on the knife itself but the sheath wasn’t up to the standard of this fine tool.

No surprisingly, I have quite a lot of leather around for small projects like this so after some searching I chose a very thick and solid, wax stuffed leather that was batch dyed a very dark brown. For durability I decided to rivet this sheath with brass which makes for fairly quick work as well. The only real issue is getting the fit just right; tight enough to hold upside down but loose enough to come out when called upon.
After construction, a bit of hot water was poured over the body to shrink it up a bit and the well-oiled knife left in it for form-fitting. Now, we’re ready for the woods again.
I made it out for a brief stay in the eastern Ozarks this week. The rain and cold came back just in time for my outing making it a little less comfortable than it could have been but I still enjoyed the time out.

I chose to stay fairly low-tech with the exception of a sleeping bag instead of the old blankets and I sheltered under an old military poncho instead of the more usual canvas. Since I was out, in part, to work on some crafts I packed in very heavily with tools and a few raw materials.

It’s easy living for the most part in the Ozarks and I think I could happily live primitivly in this environment indefinitely. There is not much legal hunting this time of year as the furry critters are off procreating and having babies so I brought some basic foodstuffs with me. I’m back in civilization now but expect to get back out very soon. Maybe the sun will stay out for a few days and dry things up as a preview of Spring. I’ll post some follow-ups about gear and some things I’m working on very soon.
~gtc
Just how important is safety in a happy and complete life?
Don’t get me wrong. I have known people with little regard for their own well-being, be it physical or otherwise. Some of these are confirmed idiots. Whether they are just non-thinking zombies or the overly entitled who expect someone else to look out for them, they lay outside this commentary and deserve no further thought. However, fear of failure, fear of death, fear of the unknown; these all hinder us at some stage of our life. We are taught to seek safety. Everything is a balancing act; a never-ending series of choices sometimes with many possibilities and I feel strongly we often reap what we sow. Mostly, we drift along with the current of our culture, our circle of friends, down the river of expectations or wherever else circumstance leads. These thoughts are just an introduction to a thought I want to share.
I found this quote in a book I read when I was very young. This influenced my thought deeply throughout my formative years. Not in immediate risk taking, but as a real thought on what safety is to us all.
But if you judge safety to be the paramount consideration in life you should never, under any circumstances, go on long hikes alone. Don’t take short hikes alone, either — or, for that matter, go anywhere alone. And avoid at all costs such foolhardy activities as driving, falling in love, or inhaling air that is almost certainly riddled with deadly germs. Wear wool next to the skin. Insure every good and chattel you possess against every conceivable contingency the future might bring, even if the premiums half-cripple the present. Never cross an intersection against a red light, even when you can see all roads are clear for miles. And never, of course, explore the guts of an idea that seems as if it might threaten one of your more cherished beliefs. In your wisdom you will probably live to be a ripe old age. But you may discover, just before you die, that you have been dead for a long, long time.
—Collin Fletcher The Complete Walker.
If you are not familiar with Colin Fletcher’s writings it is worth knowing that he helped create the backpacking movement in the form we know today by his seminal book “The Complete Walker” in all it’s revisions. Starting life as a Royal Marine Commando in the Second World War, Fletcher eventually ended up in the United States and began his writing career with his book The Thousand-Mile Summer about his hike describing his walk along the length of California. Check out his other titles HERE.
The Wilderness isn’t a place to escape to as so many refer to it. It is a place to be, just as valid, if not more so, as the comforts and safety of civilization.
This is a re-post from last year. However, I think the message is a strong one and worth think about again.
Life is short. If you’re fortunate enough to live with the means and privilege and food security, consider yourself lucky. When I feel low or unhappy, I always want to remember the people subjected to abject poverty worldwide through no fault of their own. It seems that the privileged, the comfortable, and those with the least to complain about are the most vocal and judgmental and superior acting. A few words by Edward Abbey from a speech to environmentalists published in High Country News, (24 September 1976), under the title “Joy, Shipmates, Joy!”

One final paragraph of advice: […] It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space.
Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.
Edward Abbey
The Tobasco Donkeys, a little known musical group working at the Philmont Scout Ranch recorded a song using Abbey’s words in one of the verses. It fits well and brings a smile to my face.
Primitive is a loaded word for some people. To me, it means simple and lacking industrial materials. That’s not to say primitive cannot be complex or fine work; in fact, it’s often just the opposite. Sometimes even, it involves recycling the detritus of the modern world, such as tire rubber for shoe soles.

Looking at my high-graded and favorite camping gear I came to the realization a couple of years ago that by removing a few modern items my kit looks about 250 years out of date. That made me kind of happy. I’m not really a reenactor but I do occasionally participate in period events. It seems my tastes really do just lean toward a quieter, handmade, preindustrial world.

Thanks to Survival Sherpa for posting this look at making a pack frame. Making a quick, three stick pack frame is a valuable bit of knowledge. How serendipitous that this came up (seems to be a lot of convergent thinking around my world lately) as I am beginning to tweak my own wooden pack frame for some experimental travel. And while we’re on the subject here’s a link to a broad look at pack frames from around the world on Markus Kittner’s fine web page.
Have a look at Survival Sherpa by clicking the link below.
Source: How to Improvise and Use a Three Stick Roycroft Pack Frame
I have no information about this image as it was one of those random internet finds. The gear looks to be from about the turn of the 19th-20th Century and supplies the basics for an American or Canadian outdoorsman. This would all apply to Mexico as well but as it’s not written in Spanish I think that rules out our southern neighbor as the source.
1, Sleeping Pocket; 2, Compass and pin; 3, Camping mattress; 4, 5, 6, Folding camp furniture; 7, Sleeping bag; 8, Folding baker; 9, Folding canvas cupboard; 10, Vacuum bottle; 11, Waterproof matchbox 12, 13, 14, 15, Canvas water pails; 16, Army (mess) kit; 17, Axe with folding guard; 18, First aid kit; 19, Metal tent peg; 20, Folding lantern; 21, Kerosene stove; 22, Folding grate; 23, Cook kit; 24, Folding baker, canvas case.