When my Grandma Link passed away, Mom and I had to do most of the work to clean out her place. And Grandma was a packrat, so we knew it would be quite a job. But we weren’t expecting to need the bomb squad!
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We’ve decided to stop posting new content every Tuesday, starting this week. We may still post on Tuesdays occasionally, as useful subject matter arises. Michelle will continue to post family history stuff every Friday, at least for now.
For the bold few that read my posts, I extend my heartfelt thanks!
Walt
Backcountry streams may look crystal-pure, but they often harbor microorganisms that can make you sick. Whether you’re surviving a plane crash or out in the wilderness deliberately, you need water purification. There are a lot of water purification methods available. Today we’ll talk briefly about them, and see some examples.
I’m posting this a day early. Tuesday is Election Day in the US. Whatever your feelings about the candidates might be, Election Day is your opportunity to do something about it. If you can vote, please go vote. I know we’ve written about this before, but it bears repeating. Please go vote.
We recently took a much-needed vacation to Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore in northern Michigan. We saw a lot of beautiful scenery, learned a bit about the local history, and may have found yet another new obsession.
Has your tent shock cord lost its strength? If it hasn’t happened yet, it will eventually. And your tent will suddenly become much harder to pitch. Luckily, you can fix it pretty easily. Today I am fixing the poles of my 3-man tent. Follow along and see how to do it!
You can’t get rescued until somebody knows you need help. So, carrying a means to signal for help is critical to your survival. Most of us live and work in places where help is just a phone call away. But out in the wilderness beyond cell coverage you need something else. Your survival kit needs ways for signalling for help. Today we’ll look at various means, from traditional to high-tech.
As the old saying goes, we celebrated labor by loafing all day. Actually, hiked at a local county park with the dog. Here’s a few pictures!