I Can Cook. Now Help Me With The Tarp.

Wind blew the rain into our camp kitchen. We were mostly dry, as dry as we could be after kayaking all day in a steady rain, thanks to the strategically-hung tarp overhead. The leaders decided to push off a day the Iron Chef ODAN edition competition to allow we weary paddlers a chance to make a simpler meal and turn in early. The nine-day Georgian Bay expedition gave us plenty of time to experiment with the camp craft and provisioning skills we had been practicing in shorter trips over the course of a year in the program.

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Winter Travel: Snowshoes

This is the third in a series on winter camping. If you missed the first two posts, start here and then here.

I trudged along, carefully placing one snowshoe in front of the next. My legs felt heavy after bushwhacking for six hours the day before. The next thing I knew I was face down in the snow, weighted by my backpack, instructor behind me trying not to laugh. Guess I failed to see that very visible tree root poking out of the snow.

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Winter Cooking

This is the second in a series on winter camping. If you missed the first post, start here.

On our first winter outing with Algonquin College, our instructors gave us all day to set up survival shelters and create a camp comfortable enough in which to spend time. As we enjoy cooking, my friend and I spent some considerable time creating a sweet snow kitchen. Priorities, right?

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