June 21st, 2002
|05:23 pm - Travelling Blind|
My parents took us to the boundary waters. We had made arrangements with a good outfitter, so all we needed to bring was clothing.
The boundary waters are very cool. I knew little about them, so I'll regurgitate what I know, although there is probably a better description in the search link above. The boundary waters are a regulated preserve of wilderness, stretching from Northern Minnesota into Canada. It is comprised of over 1000 lakes, mostly interconnected. Regulations cover the basics: permits required to go in, with very limited numbers of entrances and entrance traffic. There are no motors permitted. And you must "leave no trace".
We had two canoes (four people, five bags (~30-60 lbs each)) and we went for three days, two nights, and about 15 miles (upstream). There were about 12 "portages": places where we had to land, and trek out bags and canoes across land rather than rapids, that ranged in length from five to eighty rods. A rod is approximately 16.5 feet. There were a lot of large flies on land (clocking out around 8pm to be relieved by mosquitos), such that morning and portage activities were minimized.
My father stepped on my glasses the second afternoon. This meant that the third day of canoeing (I'm generally in the rear of the canoe, "driving") was interesting. I saw an Impression-ist view of the wilderness. My glasses were patched back in civilization, though I'll have to get new ones soon. These now have a nice eccentric style (one of the ear bits is from a completely different style of glasses) that I kind of like... but they are not quite right and cause mild eyestrain -- and have some pretty neat scratches.
It was very nice to be 10-20 miles from the nearest source of the electric grid or car. Very quiet, except for the loons. Lots of wild life observed. A complete and total disconnect. It seems like I keep arriving in these situations when I am least overwhelmed by modern society (Vermont, etc). It is when the computers scare me that I want to run away -- and that can not be scheduled.
Perhaps, with a car and a flexible job, it will be. I could just hop in the car and hide in VT.
So do you have the classic taped glasses look?
So your present job isn't flexible enough?
|Date:||June 22nd, 2002 08:03 am (UTC)|| |
No. We managed to avoid that. It is subtle while wearing, but very obviously "wrong" when in isolation. Maybe I'll take pictures or something... it is pretty neat (and really impressive hacking).
That's good I guess. Do you plan on acquiring similar glasses, or do you plan to try something different?
|Date:||June 24th, 2002 07:01 am (UTC)|| |
I dunno. The present set were not a choice I made. They were an (excessively) expensive frame my mom had acquired just prior to her lasik surgery. When my last ones broke, I just paid to have lenses made for these. This requires, however, finding a place I like (both for a new prescription, and frames). So I'll put it off, unless the daily eyestrain headaches begin to motivate me more.
Scheduling a "complete and total disconnect" for every weekend made the scary weekdays bearable my last year of college -- I miss the scheduling flexibility I had then, but if you ever want to get away on weekends, check in with me to see if we're doing anything that interests you...
|Date:||June 24th, 2002 07:02 am (UTC)|| |
|Date:||June 24th, 2002 07:04 am (UTC)|| |
I'm kind of thinking some sort of group camping trip might be interesting at the end of the summer or something. I dunno. Camping concept was fun on the way to the trip, but less so after. I think that may be generally true for me.
Neat idea. If you would like help planning something, lemme know.
Are you thinking car camping, or somewhere you have to hike into?
Or in conjucnction with an activity like canoeing?
|Date:||June 24th, 2002 07:08 pm (UTC)|| |
Of course I would. I dunno -- probably not canoe, as that adds a bit much to the logistics (and cost). Probably keep it simple and car-based... concentration on good friends/good times, not the wilderness. I know you do this *alot*... but most of us don't. And I think it would be nice to keep it simple.
Simple is good.
I miss the smell of campfires.