About food. I see it all over the internet. Sugar is the enemy! Bread is evil! Eat primal (whatever the heck that is. Are you spending twenty hours a day chasing down deer too?)...
I'm glad I don't feel that way.
I have five great outdoors food memories.
1. The Little Debbie chocolate-covered granola bar that Trail Crew Rob gave me when he picked Jon and me up from a wilderness ranger hitch in which we had been out of food, basically, for two days. The. Best. Ever.
2. The PBR that I found in a stream on a hot day when on my fourth day of solo trail work.
3. The bagels that Juls and I used to make and slide across to each other on our kayak paddles while on a river. Bagel, red pepper, tomato, sometimes cheese.
4. A sweet, feral orange from a tree sprouted by a logger's lunch on a wildlife refuge in Florida.
5. Sweet sun-warmed blueberries from a hillside in the tundra while on a fire near Russian Mission, in the Alaska interior.
People! Take a big bite of a calm down sandwich! Food is fuel. It gets you up mountains and across rivers. I don't run with food (I ran two marathons just on water) but I do hike with it. I munch, I nibble, I chomp. Without food, I bonk.
Happy holidays and eat the food! What are some outdoor food memories you have? What is your anti-bonk food? (Mine is M&Ms. Not the healthiest but they do the job).
|Photo by Scout in the Glacier Peak Wilderness. Scout saved me on a big downhill with black licorice jellybeans. I won't be able to eat those without thinking of hiking down towards Hopkins Lake in the rain!|