Camping Season

[JustAnotherGuyParticipant]

It’s that time of year, folks. Time to enjoy the great outdoors if you’re north of 66 and south of 23. With that in mind, here are some things I like to do when I’m in an environment that has notoriously poor cellular reception.

1. Music. I have an inexpensive (around a hundred dollars) acoustic guitar I bought years ago, and a midrange alto C ocarina I bought as an upgrade to the cheap $25 plastic last year. There’s something relaxing about just poking around, even if you don’t really know any noteworthy melodies.

2. Jogging. I tend to find myself in spaces maintained by the national park service, meaning there are at least paved roadways through the facilities. Early morning and late evening are excellent if you prepare for possible pests.

3. Biking.

4. Playing with fire. You know. Setting meat ablaze. Stacking logs. Finding random s~~~ to immolate. I promise I don’t have a problem….

5. Fishing. I don’t do this often because I don’t like dirty fingers, but about once a year I get an itch to spend a day in a boat or on a pier.

6. People-watching. Find a public watering hole, set up in some shade, and just watch the little ants buzzing around. Observe the machinery. It’s fascinating.

7. Reading. In my day, television was called “books.” (Obligatory Princess Bride reference). The tactile experience in combination with being completely unplugged just works. You need to be able to feel the weight of the pages and the crease in the spine. Accept no digital substitute, as nice as it is to have Kindle remember my last spot.

Cupcakes are Cold. MGTOW is Absolute Zero.
“Let us wait a little; when your enemy is executing a false movement, never interrupt him” –Napoleon Bonaparte, 1805

[PistolPeteParticipant 27143]

I love fire; all kinds of fires, big one little ones; I can stare at them for hours—I don’t have a problem either!

[Knarley BobParticipant 2219]

Camping….don’t like dirty fingers…Houston, we have a problem.

OATHKEEPERS, not on our watch. MOLON LABE

[JustAnotherGuyParticipant]

Knarley Bob wrote:

Camping….don’t like dirty fingers…Houston, we have a problem.

It’s the bait guts. I don’t mind getting dirty when I’m building a fire or setting up a camp site. I don’t mind getting sweaty and disgusting. But get a little live bait goo on my fingers and it sets something off in my brain. I don’t get it either.

Cupcakes are Cold. MGTOW is Absolute Zero.
“Let us wait a little; when your enemy is executing a false movement, never interrupt him” –Napoleon Bonaparte, 1805

[HermitParticipant]

Knarley Bob wrote:

Camping….don’t like dirty fingers…Houston, we have a problem.

LOL I was thinking the same thing. When we used to go camping, we’d bring a bar of soap and wash our dirty fingers in the river or creek. When staying at the deer cabin with no close by water source, we’d bring the big blue jugs of water.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

JustAnotherGuy wrote:

Knarley Bob wrote:

Camping….don’t like dirty fingers…Houston, we have a problem.

It’s the bait guts. I don’t mind getting dirty when I’m building a fire or setting up a camp site. I don’t mind getting sweaty and disgusting. But get a little live bait goo on my fingers and it sets something off in my brain. I don’t get it either.

What about the fish slime when you catch a fish? Does that bother you like bait slime?

It all washes off. That’s what I always told my x when she wouldn’t let me come on her face.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

JustAnotherGuy wrote:

4. Playing with fire. You know. Setting meat ablaze. Stacking logs. Finding random s~~~ to immolate. I promise I don’t have a problem….

Everyone enjoys a fire. I have a ring of stones in my back yard that I use as often as I can to have a fire. On some weekends, I’ll get up in the morning and build a fire just so I can smell the smoke.

Sometimes when the weather is just right and my son and dad will be showing up, I’ll build a fire and instead of sitting inside with the TV on, we’ll spend most of our time outside by the fire.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[KevinStylesParticipant 2580]

I think the most important part of teh whole experience is going someplace there is no cellular or wifi. Unplug yourself and recharge in nature doing things that man does and appreciates.

[Anonymous 18]

Going out Friday. Learned on YouTube how to tie knots for a tarp. Expected rain Saturday.

I am so appreciate of women-free life that the beauty in small things shines through and through.

I will dedicate this camping trip to you outdoorsy type mofos.

[743 roadmasterParticipant]

Hate camping. Spent many a night out with the USMC training. Did not take long for me to figure out that the ground is hard and there are always rocks where you don’t want them. At the end of it I would be so exhausted from lack of sleep I would crash as soon as I showered and would sleep for 24 or more hours.
My camping these days is a nice motel.

mgtow is its own worst enemy- https://www.campusreform.org/

[LTVigilParticipant 2]

Love camping. Getting out of town for a couple of nights and unplugging really helps to recenter the mind. The wood smoke and smells of cooking over the fire are almost like incense at a cathedral to me. Plus, because something ALWAYS gets forgotten, you get to fix thing and sole problems.

"How do I write such great female characters? I think of a man, and then I take away reason and accountability."

[redCanine3669Participant 90]

i wanted to go camping but family won’t let me. maybe when i earn more money, i can afford to camp. i live in the city, so id have to travel a few miles to escape.

[GrumpyParticipant]

I love camping, even after 25 years of “army camping”, I just hate “camp grounds” and crowds.
I prefer fall/winter/spring camping due to the glorious lack of pansy-assed posers being loud/weak/polluting/and general all around retards and ruining my spiritual commune with Father Nature.

There was a time in my life when I gave a fuck. Now you have to pay ME for it

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