Recapping 2011 Outdoor Adventures

I did not keep up with my blog ... That's because I was so busy being outdoors! So, from my first overnight adventure of camping in 2010, that has led me to:

• 22 camping outings in 2011 - all of them in the local DelMarVa/PA area for a total of 48 nights spent outdoors! Most trips were 1 or 2 nights. Yet, one trip was a bike/camp group tour with 5 nights spent camping. Also, I had 4 wonderful nights at a state park, practically by myself - which deserves a separate post.
• Wanting to contribute something back to Nature, I started volunteering with the state parks
• Which led me to the Maryland Master Naturalist program. I was accepted into that. Classroom instruction, field trips, pre-reading, class project, and exam consumed most of my free time in the fall.
• I assisted leading a few outings with the Washington Women Outdoors group.

With a regular job, long commute, normal family & home responsibilities, journaling my adventures took a backseat.

Hoping for Rain

April, 2011

I had two goals for this 2-night trip: I was hoping for rain (yes) and I wanted to try camping all week-end, through Sunday night. And then going straight to the office. A few reasons for this idea: campgrounds are quieter on Sunday afternoon and night - most people depart Sunday morning. And this would save on the number of miles I'd be driving over the weekend.

I tried a new location, too: at Patapsco, but the Hollofield area. Whoa! my site was tiny ....

My first thunderstorm

The reason I was hoping for rain is that I realized I've had great weather ever since I started camping. I'm starting to wonder if I even know what to do in the rain. This week-end the forecast called for rain up until I arrived at the campground. By then, the forecast called for 0% chance of rain. Oh well ... I'll try again another time.

But then early in the night, a thunderstorm came through. Actually three of them, in succession. Rain I was hoping for. Lighting and thunder - no! I really didn't know what to do safety-wise, but being at the highest elevation in the area, I decided to wait it out in my car. The lightning was incredibly brilliant. Being outdoors in a storm is quite different than being in your house .... I was a bit apprehensive to say the least. Ok - I was scared. But as long as I was in my car, I felt safe. It was a long evening, wondering if a tree or branch would come crashing down & just waiting out the storms.

Sunday sunrise over the PVSP ridge:

Sunday morning was absolutely delightful! Clear skies. All kinds of songbirds. A few birds were flitting through the woods at my campsite. Spring is coming. Temps were in the mid- to high 30s.

A work issue came up, so I had to take care of that before I did any hiking.

My home-away-from-home office:

Nighttime
Night time is not pitch-black here at PVSP. I think there's too much "civilization" to be totally dark. But I could see lots of stars, twinkly like sprinkled glitter amongst the tall trees. Nighttime noises: no critters or birds .... but CSX train, ambulances, muffled traffic & motorcycles, and airplanes.

Monday / straight to the office
That sounded like a good idea but was more difficult in practice. I had to set an alarm so that I woke in time to get to the office on time. There's just something wrong about an alarm while you're sleeping outdoors ... It was still dark. I found it a bit difficult to get moving in the cold dark. Making coffee and dismantling the tent and campsite is slower and much less fun.

Monday sunrise:

Explore Little Bennett; Scope Out Orienteering Course

March, 2011

I ventured out to western suburbs, close to D.C., to try out a regional Maryland park that offered camping. And an Orienteering event was being held there. Also, this park had several permanent orienteering courses. I could do one or two for fun on my own, as well as scope out leading an event for one of the outdoors group I belong to.

Even though the campground is hardly a mile or two from civilization (some nicely upscale housing developments!), when I arrived I was the only camper. I felt very alone and secluded. I was actually a bit apprehensive. I set up camp, intending to enjoy the seclusion and quiet; but after a few hours, others started arriving.

The sites are somewhat close together. There's very little privacy since it's still late winter / early spring and there's little greenery yet.

Over the course of the week-end

• all the sites that were open at that time of year were full
• a group next to me decided to blast music until 10:20pm (yes, I know the exact time they turned it off ...) - country, blues, rock
• campers included a large group of Scouts. But sometime after dark, they quietly packed up and left -- there was no one around when I woke in the morning. I didn't even hear them leave; although the music was so loud maybe that's why I didn't hear anything else.

Other Noise (yikes!)

At some point in the middle of the night, I heard a noise like wood hitting wood: "Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!", then a "Yowl!" I have no idea what that was ...

Saturday
I thoroughly enjoyed exploring this park. I did the easiest Orienteering course installed there. I found the map and cues easy to understand. The trails were well-marked and gentle.

Later that day, I did some additional hiking on the trails around the campground. Lovely, gentle evening hiking!

Sunday
Even though winter is ending, it's still chilly. Night temps may have fallen into the upper 20s; I had snow or frost on my tent. As usual, it was slow-going dismantling and packing up in time to head out to do an Orienteering event.

It's Still "Winter":

Brilliant Sunshine:

Exploring New Hikes; and the Super Moon!

March, 2011

Every camping experience is a learning experience. On this trip, I learned that sound travels. Without any greenery buffer between sites, you can hear every zip of the tent, every word, from the campers next to you...

"Winter" is over -- there were a lot more campers. But on Friday, the night temps fell below freezing; judging by the activity during the night, other folks weren't quite prepared - I heard several trips out to cars to get warmer clothes or extra bedding. Saturday morning was pretty chilly; again, it was tough to get started, move around, and prepare coffee and breakfast.

This outing was also planned last fall. I thought I had selected a primo site that would give me a great view of the sunrise and have some privacy from others. But I had selected wrong. Oh well. It was still very pretty.

The weather was noticeably warmer during the day and I enjoyed being outdoors. On both Saturday and Sunday (beautiful late-winter days), I drove over to the Fair Hills area and explored several hiking trails there. The trails were fairly well-marked and not overly strenuous; I felt comfortable being out there by myself.


Hiking At Fair Hills:

I try to plan my camping trips on week-ends with a full moon, so I can more fully enjoy them. This week-end was actually a "super moon". It rose as a bright orange ball, and hung low in the sky for awhile. Everyone at the campground was enjoying the view.

Sunday was warmer with brilliant sunshine and calm winds. Since I intended to hike, I had to pack up. But I just wanted to linger! I find Elk Neck perfect for outdoor R&R. I did take time to hang my tent to air out; wipe it down; and clean my stakes. A nice day to spend time on camping chores.

Touches of Spring:

Antsy to Get Back Outdoors!

March, 2011

It's been several weeks since I've camped. And I'm getting antsy - I need to get outdoors !! Way back in December of last year, when I started these solo camping adventures, I reserved a spot at Cape Henlopen as soon as they opened for the season to kick-off a new camping season -- never guessing at the time that I would venture out for winter camping.

So this trip was going to be my first for the year, and is actually my third!

The Experience
Though it was March, and day-time temps would be in the 40s and low-50s, this trip was very similar to the previous "winter camping" outing at Maple Tree. The wind was brisk; the sun wasn't very bright; and the day (and night!) felt cold. Night time temps were in the high 20s; therefore "below freezing". It was a bit energy-draining to deal with cooking and being outdoors all day in wind and cold.

For the first night, the only other camper was the camp host. Even so, I setup at my favorite site, even though it's right across the trail from the camp host.

I love Cape Henlopen. Not just for it's natural beauty, but for the comfiness of sleeping on sand and pine needles. Best sleep ever!

Ocean Views:

People on the Beach have their winter coats on:

Sunday
Bike ride to Rehoboth. Beer sampling at Dog Fish Head Brewery. French fries from Thrasher's on the boardwalk. And a nap on the beach, before biking back to the campground and driving home.
Breakwater & Junction Rail Trail:

A Second "Winter Camping" Outing - Incredible Wind

February, 2011

The 3-day holiday week-end started out with an unusually warm winter day; and I headed out to the Harper's Ferry area to stay at Maple Tree, a private campground.

I have fallen in love with that campground and can't wait to go back -- it is totally adorable:

• first, the campground is only for tents or ... for folks camping out in their tree houses - yes, tree houses!
• the camp office building is an old home, with a large porch where you can gaze out on the meadow in front and catch glimpses of a silvery ribbon of river
• the porch is decorated with wind chimes and potted plants
• the bathroom is decorated with cute accessories such as wall signs and baskets
• the showers are outdoors! wooden stalls, rock floors, primitive mirrors, and potted plants

The View From My Campsite:

The Experience
The warm day was welcome. My site was farthest up the hill on which the campground is located; going back & forth to my car was strenuous; taking the trail down to the camp office/building counted as a mini-hike!

The sun was down by about 6:30pm. About 8:00pm, I thought I heard a freight train. I knew there are trains going through Harpers Ferry, but that's about 6 miles away. I doubted if the noise would carry that far, and I couldn't remember crossing any other train tracks on the way to the campground. The "freight train" kept going by. If it wasn't a train, I thought it must be multiple airplanes overhead. Finally, I realized it was the wind.

I don't know how strong the winds were; checking weather reports post-trip, they were in the 40-50mph range. The noise kept me awake for several hours; that and the concern that one of those tall trees were going to come crashing down upon my tent. I debated whether I should get in my car and spend the night there; but my car was just as vulnerable to a tree coming down as my tent.

Saturday
Waking up on Saturday morning, I quickly re-learned the downside of winter camping -- it's really, really cold in the morning. First, you don't want to get out of your tent -- but you need your coffee and food. The wind was still blowing rather briskly, the sun was reduced by cloud cover; so trying to get water started and get my body in motion in temps about 27 degrees was a new experience. It was like moving in slow motion, but I did it!

One of the delightful parts of being at Maple Tree was once I got moving, and made my coffee, it was a pleasure to hike the short trail down to the office building, and sit on the patio (sheltered from the wind) watching the sun rise higher in the sky.

For the main part of the day, I drove down to the C&O Canal and went bike riding for a couple of hours.

Back at the campsite, I realized that the wind and colder temps was really sapping my energy. The evening was a repeat of the morning -- adjusting to sitting out in the cold to prepare hot water and foot.

Sometime during the night, the wind calmed down; it was much quieter, and I got a better night's sleep.

Sunday
Maple Tree campground is located like 1/2 mile from the Appalachian Trail. Instead of just bushwhacking up to the trail itself, I drove to the Gathland State Park contact station and spent a few hours hiking south, and back.

Overall, it was a successful "winter camping" outing - new challenges presenting more opportunities to learn about the outdoors, and myself.

Sometimes, Quitting Can Be So Sweet

February, 2011

The ending to my winter camping experience was an Orienteering event at Manassas. I looked forward to it, and planned to try an Intermediate course. How lost can you get on a battlefield? Hmmm ....

As I assembled my gear for the event, I remembered that I hadn't done any mental warm-up, unless you can count making a wrong turn and then finding my way to the event. Tearing down my campsite from the night before counts as a physical warm-up. Packing my compass, I thought maybe I should spend a few minutes with the book, as a refresher.  Unfortunately, I nixed that idea; figured I could rember how to use it.

The course was laid out over the Manassas Battlefiled. so you had fields of mowed grass, areas of unmowed grass batted down by the winter, and groves of treees and brush.

The event folks suggested I try an intermediate course; because you couldn't really get lost in the battlefield area.

This time, I easily found the "start". Haha, as it was right at the registration area. But true-to-form, it took me a bit to find the first checkpoint. That's when I realized I should have refreshed my compass skills as it was apparent I was doing something wrong.

Instead of taking the time to go back and ask for help, I decided to rely on the natural landscape / geographic features and my awesome [sarcasm here] powers of observation. So, I muddled through (quite an approprite term as the fields were pretty muddy) checkpoints 2 and 3. 

Feeling good, I followed a trail to get me close to #4, which was ... where??? I couldn't find it. Went to a landmark and tried again. Still couldn't find it. Encountered another person in the same spot I started and headed with him. We both still couldn't find it. He continued bushwhacking further into an area of forest; I turned back.

On the trail, I met some folks who appeared to be experienced. They headed cross-field. That's when I decided it wasn't a whole lot of fun bushwhacking throuogh knee-deep grasses and muddy fields without really being certain of where I was going.

So, I had major compass fail. I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong. Apparently, there were others doing the same "wrong" thing as me, because I kept meeting up with the same people. Jeez, I even had Boy Scouts help me and my brain would just blank out.

Eventually, I realized I wasn't having a whole lot of fun. Decided to call it quits, got on a main trail, and headed back to the start area. The day immediately got better.

Post-event assessment of why the day didn't turn out as I had hoped:

• I was mentally and physically drained from Saturday's hike.
• Likely, also a bit drained from my first winter camping experience.
• I should've reviewed my "how to use a compass" notes
• And likely should've found a way to settle my brain and "warm-up"