The campfire is the ultimate “unplugged” social hub. Seriously, it has more power than any Wi-Fi router ever invented. Faces glow in the flickering light. Shadows dance like they’re putting...
The first time you decide to go solo camping, a small part of your brain will inevitably whisper, “This is how horror movies start.” It’s fine. Everyone thinks it. You’ll...
Something strange happens to people in their thirties. Rational humans suddenly want to sleep on the ground. In the woods. On purpose. They’ll pay good money for this privilege. They’ll...
For years, my “tracking” skills began and ended with pointing at a vague depression in the mud and declaring, with the confidence of a medieval cartographer, “Creature was here.” I...
My survival skills were honed in the urban jungle, where the most potent herb I foraged was the slightly-old-but-still-fine cilantro at the back of the fridge. So, when I decided...
Let’s get one thing straight: I am not what you’d call “handy in the wilderness.” My idea of “roughing it” usually involves a hotel where the minibar isn’t free. But...
I’m the guy who once tried to impress a date by building a debris hut in my suburban backyard. The relationship didn’last, but the concerned call from my neighbor to...
I am the person who, on my first solo camping trip, tried to impress a squirrel with my knife-throwing skills and ended up having a very serious, one-sided conversation with...
My first foray into “bushcraft navigation” involved confidently striding into a familiar woodland, only to experience the cold, sinking realization that every single tree had, in a breathtaking act of...