(*Fiction) I used to think camping was fun<G> Now I understand it as a metaphor for compromise with Nature<G> and the simple pleasure of dry socks. I used to enjoy doing *everything<G> Now I enjoy watching camp, after takeing care of myself<G> I don't pitch my tent untill it's allmost dark, and wander around and set it in the best spot, rather than *anywhere. By "thinking" things through, I've discovered why a big brim floppy hat, a storm parka and good footwear is important! I used to think gortex was 'eleteist... but now think getting wet is foolish<G> I also want to thank my "blue Moose" Zero degree bag and my GI helmit carrybag for a pillow. -=A=- _______ To unsubscribe, send "unsubscribe rangernet" to [EMAIL PROTECTED] "Eat the hay & spit out the sticks! - A#1's mule" RTKB&G4JC! http://rangernet.org Autoresponder: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
