First overnight hike
August 22nd, 2010 by Scott
Grandpa Lew and I took Niko on his first overnight hiking trip this weekend. I wanted a hike which got us deep enough into the wilderness to be a real hike, but not one that would make him hate hiking from the first trip. I settled on a CT section of the Appalachian trail (specifically between CT 41 & CT 112) with a five mile hike in and out and enough elevation change to be interesting, but not kill him on his first hiking trip. There were three things he seemed most excited about going into the trip:
- Carrying his own pack
- Flashlights
- The tent
The three things he ended up *actually* being excited about on the trip were:
- Throwing rocks off cliffs
- Flashlights
- The tent
The “carrying his own pack” thing got old pretty quick.
We got hit by a rain storm early Sunday morning so the hike out was a bit of a soggy five mile forced march but he seemed mostly unfazed by the hardship.
On a related note I got a new tent for the trip and the Nemo Losi 3 person tent is hands down the most amazing tent I’ve used. I can’t recommend it enough.
Marty is going to be all over this post! My ancestors would have been, too. My grandfather hiked and hunted and fished in the Adirondaks. We didn’t do a lot of hiking when I was growing up, but we spent plenty of time in the woods identifying plants and I did a lot of Girl Scout primitive camping.