Do you remember that feeling when you finally received your passport? You felt like the whole world was accessible to you? Endless adventures awaited you, the world was your oyster? It was an object of possibilities. I had a very familiar feeling when I finally bought my first tent.
There wasn’t a whole lot of research involved, in under 30 minutes, I had decided which tent to get. I bought a North Face Stormbreaker 2. Primarily because it was on sale and had received great reviews…it seemed to meet my needs, making it pointless to keep looking. I’m not much of a researcher and I like shopping even less.
As easy as it was, it made me wonder why I’d waited so long to make this significant purchase. Over 12 years ago, I returned from Okinawa with a new Explorer Sport Trac, ready to equip myself with everything I needed for outdoor adventures, and prepared to explore, and enjoy what nature had to offer. I bought a set of cookware…which I really could use now, but left it somewhere in a box in my storage unit and a sleeping bag, I think. I’ve since purchased another sleeping bag, back when I took my trip to Morocco. But with all those desires and dreams of living the outdoor life—I never ventured out, not even once for a short hike. I didn’t start hiking until I found myself in Europe.
Over a full decade has gone by, many things have changed, and I finally own a tent! That tent represents a way of living I’m clueless about. It’s one thing to go on a day hike and return home or to my hotel room…but a completely different experience to partake in a multiple day hike or a thru hike. Not that I can do that with this particular tent.
No, this tent is ideal for car camping, which is what I’m doing on this road trip to break myself in. My first night of camping took place in Pukaskwa National Park. Overall it was a smooth experience. Arrived, setup tent, went hiking, returned to camp, started a fire…which unfortunately didn’t burn, and went to sleep. I ate a sandwich, fruit, and veggies. Nothing that required to be heated.
In the morning, I tested my fire making skills again…they didn’t magically improve overnight. This caused a problem because I was hoping to make coffee. I bought a coffee percolator designed to be used over a camp fire…it was pretty expensive, and without fire—useless. After my morning hike, I found myself at the visitor center where they sold coffee. Two dollars later, I had a cup of coffee. I mocked myself at the true cost of that cup of coffee!