Hilldweller
SE Expedition Society
I always carried a lantern in the old days. A big Coleman white-gasser at first, bright as an aircraft landing light ----- became the hurricane kit back when we lived in Florida; left it for the new home-owner.
Then smallish LED lanterns. Not sure why I lit them up while camping; maybe snake/bear paranoia.
I stopped turning on the LED lanterns on our trip to Overland Expo '10. We camped by ourselves on a private ranch in Tubac, next to a couple of orange trees near their stables. Peaceful. Quiet. Serene. The horses kept the javalinas away, a roadrunner visited every evening at sunset.
Couple-a beers and I went to turn off the lantern before bed and was greeted by the warm/fuzzy embrace of a softball-sized tarantula when I reached for the button.
There's nothing on God's green Earth like the squarshy feeling of a gigantic fuzzy spider in the dark.
Then smallish LED lanterns. Not sure why I lit them up while camping; maybe snake/bear paranoia.
I stopped turning on the LED lanterns on our trip to Overland Expo '10. We camped by ourselves on a private ranch in Tubac, next to a couple of orange trees near their stables. Peaceful. Quiet. Serene. The horses kept the javalinas away, a roadrunner visited every evening at sunset.
Couple-a beers and I went to turn off the lantern before bed and was greeted by the warm/fuzzy embrace of a softball-sized tarantula when I reached for the button.
There's nothing on God's green Earth like the squarshy feeling of a gigantic fuzzy spider in the dark.