Dumb, dumb, dumb. We've all done really dumb things while camping. Forgetting to put the top down ranks pretty high from my reading of WTW posts.
Here's a couple of my recent ones.
On our recent trip to Mammoth area - we set up at our first camp spot and are all settled, or so I think. I'm outside. The Lady is inside. I hear her turn on the faucet. "Why does the pump sound so funny?" she asked. "Oh shoot (yeah, sure), turn it off! I forgot to fill the water tank!"
And now just this morning. Yesterday we did a nice cross country hike and hit the tops of both Potato Peak and Bodie Mountain, the high points in the Bodie Hills. While dropping down the steep east side of Bodie and working around snow banks, I found a broken Orvis Silver Label graphite fly rod with an intact Orvis Battenkill fly reel. I figured I could clean up the reel and see if it worked. We picked everything up. I also figured I could make up a good story about why in the world a nice fly outfit was abandoned high up on a desert peak far far away from any trout water. We set up camp for the night at the end of the day. There was a quick couple hour hike we wanted to do before supper. I pulled the fly reel and reel seat I had harvested off the rod out of the side pocket of my pack as it didn't need to make this hike with us. I placed it on top of the driver's side rear tire because I was SURE I would see it when I removed the drain hose right above it. You can figure the rest. We got home. "Where did I put that reel?" I asked. "Did I put it back in my pack?" A check confirmed what I already knew. I probably even drove over it and crushed it. Anybody want the coordinates to go check?
Here's a couple of my recent ones.
On our recent trip to Mammoth area - we set up at our first camp spot and are all settled, or so I think. I'm outside. The Lady is inside. I hear her turn on the faucet. "Why does the pump sound so funny?" she asked. "Oh shoot (yeah, sure), turn it off! I forgot to fill the water tank!"
And now just this morning. Yesterday we did a nice cross country hike and hit the tops of both Potato Peak and Bodie Mountain, the high points in the Bodie Hills. While dropping down the steep east side of Bodie and working around snow banks, I found a broken Orvis Silver Label graphite fly rod with an intact Orvis Battenkill fly reel. I figured I could clean up the reel and see if it worked. We picked everything up. I also figured I could make up a good story about why in the world a nice fly outfit was abandoned high up on a desert peak far far away from any trout water. We set up camp for the night at the end of the day. There was a quick couple hour hike we wanted to do before supper. I pulled the fly reel and reel seat I had harvested off the rod out of the side pocket of my pack as it didn't need to make this hike with us. I placed it on top of the driver's side rear tire because I was SURE I would see it when I removed the drain hose right above it. You can figure the rest. We got home. "Where did I put that reel?" I asked. "Did I put it back in my pack?" A check confirmed what I already knew. I probably even drove over it and crushed it. Anybody want the coordinates to go check?