Saturday, March 5, 2011

Crap I Pack For a "Day" Trip

I get paid to worry. Worry, plan and prepare. These job requirements have filtered over to many aspects of my personal life, including the one depicted below.

I like to visit the desert, the one where few people live. Better yet, is the desert where few people visit. Although it can be a harsh, brutal place, it is also filled with an immense beauty and a peaceful solitude. A great place to visit if one is so inclined.

While unpacking my jeep after a day trip yesterday, it occurred to me that a day trip requires only a slightly less amount of stuff than an overnighter. I decided to whip out the 7D and document the load.

Photo #1: Unplanned food/water


This is the food and water that I take, but plan on not using. This is the stuff that I will use, should I get stuck out in the sticks for few days. I usually take enough water to last two or three days. Dehydration probably kills people faster than anything else, ask the scores of people who have died along the southern border. The one gallon containers can be used to fill the radiator in the jeep if needed, the small bottles are exclusively for MY radiator.

MREs, though not savory, contain a lot of calories and are easy to carry and store. I take at least one for each day, each person and enough for three days.

Photo #2: Recovery Gear


This is the stuff that I use to get unstuck if I should get stuck. I have been stuck before, 30 miles from anywhere. I was with my two kids, then 8 and 10 and we were alone. It pretty much sucked. I used the entrenching tool in the picture above to dig us out. It took over two hours and it was after that that I started buying four wheel drive vehicles.

Most of the stuff pictured is used to either hook up to another vehicle or use as an anchor for my winch. The two yellow straps have different uses. The wider of the two is a snatch strap that is used to use a vehicle to "snatch" another from being stuck. The skinnier of the two is a tree strap that is used to wrap around a tree to use it as an anchor point. The clevis, pully and the chain are winch accessories, as is the black coiled wire.

The black coiled wire is actually the controller for the winch. You plug it in and control the winch with it. It is something you don't want to forget, the winch won't work without it.

Notice the winch stuff looks new and unused. I try really hard not to use it, I try to avoid getting stuck.

Photo #3: Survival/mechanical Stuff


Tools, flashlights, first aid kit, more tools, jumper cables, wipes, TP, maps GPS duct tape, 200 MPH tape, flat repair kit, hose clamps, baling wire, wire ties etc. etc. etc.

The maps and GPS get used all of the time. I actually use the maps more than the GPS, the GPS serves to verify that I am where I think I am. I think that being lost would be worse than being stuck or broke down.

Wipes. One type for your ass, one for your hands and a specific procedure for using both.  Gastro-intestinal distress is never any fun, it's worse when you are digging a hole for a restroom.

Photo #4: Other Stuff


Air Compressor - This gets used a lot. I lower the air pressure in my tires nearly every time I go out into the deep desert. I usually drop the air pressure to 14 PSI. That pressure reduces the risk of tire damage from sharp rocks, improves the ride on washboarded roads and improves traction. The compressor is used to "air up" when returning to the pavement for the drive home.

Fire extinguishers - I carry two, the one pictured and a smaller one that I can reach from the driver's seat. All of the stuff that I carry isn't going to help me if it is reduced to ashes!

Warm jacket - Hypothermia sucks just as bad as dehydration.

Food/water - This is the stuff that I PLAN on using.

Handgun - The deep desert is a remote place. There are some strange folks out there, as well as a few dangerous ones. I have never seen a ranger, sheriff deputy or any other law enforcement officer while in the deep desert.  The canyon we traveled through yesterday, Berdoo Canyon, has been the dumping ground for a few bodies over the years. The one time that I really felt threatened, was in the deep desert, in Joshua Tree National Park, located at the top of Berdoo Canyon. That was before I even owned a handgun, I vowed never to be that vulnerable again.

I assume that every person I meet in the desert is armed, they likely assume that I am. (rightly so) It makes for very polite conversations.

Not pictured: Camera and tripod; Engine coolant, 2 gallons; spare radiator hoses; motor oil; high lift jack; hand sanitizer; sunscreen; boonie hat and a bunch of other stuff that I won't bore you with.

Add a tent, sleeping bag, cot, compact folding table and chair for overnight trips and you can see why I have an extended wheelbase jeep. 

Off-roading is a great way to explore the desert, I am fortunate to have the equipment to do it. Some desert explorers carry more stuff, some less. I have never used most of the stuff that I carry, that is fine with me.

I the next few days, I will discuss a few instances where people who didn't have some of this stuff died. A tragic ending to what could have been a wonderful experience.

Thanks for reading,
Schmoe

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Photo Class

As some of you know, I have been taking a photo class for the last few months. The instructor is very knowledgeable and has done a good job in instructing us in a step by step method. As the course is  being taught in a quarter system, we are winding down, with the final project being due next week.

As much as I am enjoying this class, some of the assignments have been a challenge for me. The instructor made it clear that we are being graded on the technical aspects of the assignments, not the creative ones. Apparently creativity is taught in another class. Although I believe him about the technical vs. creative thing, I can tell he is a creative guy. I can also tell that the rest of the students are a little more expressive than I am and it shows when we review the assignments. Therefore, I spend a lot of time and energy trying to be creative and present my technical assignments in a more aesthetic and creative fashion.

 Depth of Field Assignment

My success has been limited. I am just not a naturally artsy-fartsy kind of guy. Although I have improved in the creativity area, my photos are pretty stodgy when compared to most of my classmates. I think a lot of it has to do with age and the "inside the box" thinking that years of working within a system brings. I am not complaining, I think that most components of my personality have served me fairly well over the years and the regimentation of the fire service has melded with my personality type to allow me to have a somewhat successful career.

I also think that the same combination has stifled me in other ways such as creativity. Now that my fire service career is winding down, it may be time for me to work on other areas of my life which have been somewhat neglected. Maybe this photography thing is a step in that direction, maybe this blog is another.

Thanks for reading,
Schmoe

Report on Icy Conditions

Ice is a non-issue around here. In my time on the job, I have received one safety alert regarding possible icy road conditions and I have put chains on a rig exactly one time. Both events were precautionary and both proved to be unnecessary.

I know that my comrades back east and in the great frozen north are not so fortunate. I see news stories of the horrid conditions that they respond in and it makes me thankful that Grampa Schmoe became fed up with the Indiana winters and fled the state.

As tough as my frigid brethren have it driving apparatus in icy conditions, I wonder if  their discomfort matches that of these pilots:



Yikes! That had to have been a little scary. Don't try to blame this on Californian pilots not being able to handle a little ice either. As the pilots fly for Scandinavian Air Service, I am sure they are experienced at driving on  ice.

Rest easy my cold weather readers, a few more weeks and winter will soon be over. Then tornado season begins.

Thanks for reading,
Schmoe