I went camping over the weekend, which accounts for the lack of actvity here.
There is a campsite we have used several times near Milepost 4 on FR618 in the Coconino National Forest. It’s now blocked to vehicles. We had to park across the road and hump gear in a hundred yards or so. That’s somewhat burdensome when you planned and packed to camp within throwing distance of the car.
While this area is close to Camp Verde, you can reliably chop 5F off the weather forecast for Camp Verde when planning for this area. It never got below freezing in Camp Verde this weekend. Sunday morning we had ice in some of the water containers.
An air mattress is great for keeping you off of rocks and uneven surfaces, but does very little to increase the warmth of the sleeping bag. The air inside cools as rapidly as the air anywhere else in the tent.
When its cold enough, my stupid dogs will sleep peacefully inside a tent, even as the coyotes have some sort of disco celebration outside.
rum+coconut Soybe = goodness.
Pie irons in a campfire can equal all kinds of good food, or square bricks of inedible charcoal, depending on how much you’re paying attention. If left in the fire long enough, aluminum pie irons will melt.
Hot dogs roasted over the fire on a stick of some sort remains the most foolproof camping meal ever.
Great fun. Despite the little whining here, totally worth it.