10-14-2019, 04:20 AM
I had a great childhood. Dad a WW2 vet was perhaps a little heavy handed at times, but at those times I was a real jerk too. So perhaps it was warranted. I don't have any victim badges on display or to pull out my back pocket. I was raised well, worked, did my service, went into LE and did another 25 there. Bad choices and baggage, sure. The thing is everyone has a choice. Carry them or leave them behind. If you're screwed up at 20 perhaps you can blame others. At 40 it's all you baby!
When I was a little grunt, I got stationed at a remote ski resort, in the summer, to help teach orienteering and bush survival. It was just after the Falklands engagement. We had a guest instructor from England. Never found out if he was SAS at the time. Years later it turned out our intuition was correct. Great man and was very fond of calling us "Retards". While I know that is an offensive term today. Back then it was not so... many things.
Anyway what he'd forgotten about bushcraft and survival was more than any of us specialists had learned. The posting was two months and I learned so much from this guy. His favourite saying was: "Anyone asshole can be uncomfortable in the field. Let's not be assholes!"
Comfort for him was a long carved ebony SPORK utensil with a paracord lanyard. A ammo pouch with tea, biscuits, and chocolate, and a knife. He would dive in and taste test all our in field creations and brew a cup while watching us complete whatever task he had directed us to preform. He was comfortable.
The idea of comfort is a very personal thing. Some need a connected cab to living area to feel safe while others can sleep in a Grizz Burrito in the middle of nowhere. Some need heat and hot water and others a sleeping bag and metal canteen beside the fire. I get the other places nose up atttitude toward many ideas of comfort. It is like you ain't quite white enough, or have had enough set backs in life to earn the right into the club. Perhaps it is a way to separate the Bob brand from the vanlife brand or overlanders or... not sure. But that is the thing with clicks,clubs,gangs,and the like. You need to be more like everyone else to fit.
I get there is a comfort level to that and to that end the other place is great for those that like that type of thing and need to read and be supported by a like mindset. And not be dragged off topic by alternative voices. It is all about comfort levels. As individual as the people having them. Saying someone doesn't have the right to speak because they have a Class A is like not listening to the fireman telling you to run because he isn't a cop or your parent.
This is for me an alternative lifestyle and one that removes me from the idea of class, position,power,hamster wheels of ridiculously skewed consumerism. It is an idea that we are free to be as we wish to be. Able to accept help, or decline it: offer it or just sit back and watch the sparks. A lifestyle of self sufficiency without the trappings of what the Nanny Nation tells you ya all need to be successful. Personally I have a couple of quirky things that I need to be comfortable, not survive, but be comfortable. They will be in my rig because I don't want to be an asshole.
When I was a little grunt, I got stationed at a remote ski resort, in the summer, to help teach orienteering and bush survival. It was just after the Falklands engagement. We had a guest instructor from England. Never found out if he was SAS at the time. Years later it turned out our intuition was correct. Great man and was very fond of calling us "Retards". While I know that is an offensive term today. Back then it was not so... many things.
Anyway what he'd forgotten about bushcraft and survival was more than any of us specialists had learned. The posting was two months and I learned so much from this guy. His favourite saying was: "Anyone asshole can be uncomfortable in the field. Let's not be assholes!"
Comfort for him was a long carved ebony SPORK utensil with a paracord lanyard. A ammo pouch with tea, biscuits, and chocolate, and a knife. He would dive in and taste test all our in field creations and brew a cup while watching us complete whatever task he had directed us to preform. He was comfortable.
The idea of comfort is a very personal thing. Some need a connected cab to living area to feel safe while others can sleep in a Grizz Burrito in the middle of nowhere. Some need heat and hot water and others a sleeping bag and metal canteen beside the fire. I get the other places nose up atttitude toward many ideas of comfort. It is like you ain't quite white enough, or have had enough set backs in life to earn the right into the club. Perhaps it is a way to separate the Bob brand from the vanlife brand or overlanders or... not sure. But that is the thing with clicks,clubs,gangs,and the like. You need to be more like everyone else to fit.
I get there is a comfort level to that and to that end the other place is great for those that like that type of thing and need to read and be supported by a like mindset. And not be dragged off topic by alternative voices. It is all about comfort levels. As individual as the people having them. Saying someone doesn't have the right to speak because they have a Class A is like not listening to the fireman telling you to run because he isn't a cop or your parent.
This is for me an alternative lifestyle and one that removes me from the idea of class, position,power,hamster wheels of ridiculously skewed consumerism. It is an idea that we are free to be as we wish to be. Able to accept help, or decline it: offer it or just sit back and watch the sparks. A lifestyle of self sufficiency without the trappings of what the Nanny Nation tells you ya all need to be successful. Personally I have a couple of quirky things that I need to be comfortable, not survive, but be comfortable. They will be in my rig because I don't want to be an asshole.
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