One time when I was tent camping in Bass River State Park these three women in their 60's invited me to come have a glass of wine in their tent. Now I can handle camping alone in remote areas with bears, mountain lions, wolves, scorpions and poisonous snakes, but the thought of going into a tent with three drunk women who's ages add up to 190 was probably the scariest thing I've ever experienced in the woods.
I've spent hundreds of nights in the woods on backpacking trips and I prefer to camp for the night in a remote area, rather than a campsite. When I hiked the AT I never stayed at a designated campsite that was within a few miles of a road on Friday or Saturday night because there was a good possibility there would be people partying there who would keep me awake half the night and maybe even want to mess with me after they got good and drunk.
That depends on the drunk category they are in. On a 1-10 scale, category 1-2 might listen to reason, category 8-10 and just the snoring may be a bother. Anything in between could lead from advances to murder.
I do like stalking drunks in the woods.Some of the things I have seen have helped vastly enforce my decision at a young age not to drink
Some of the things I have seen have helped vastly enforce my decision at a young age not to drink
As a young lad after borrowing the family car to attend a work party, I was surprised at the questions my father was asking me the following morning, until I saw the residue on the side of the car under the passenger window. That stuff is very hard to remove once it's dry.
come set it up this weekend at Batona Camp. 1-24 to 1-26 there will be 40+ hammockers from the northeast coast. last year we saw 3 degrees. we are the extreme
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