The tent is perfect.
There have been some questions raised (Doozie ) about my participation in that event, the summit part. The Hunt trail is the route and it has been videotaped many times. My knee was twinging while I watched a few.
Pete Kennedy is loaning me his hiking poles.
It’s my own fault, I ran down Chocorua two years ago and my right knee still complains.
Brian, our mail carrier is really goading me about doing it. Brian returned recently from a hike in the Grand Canyon and must forget what he told me about that trip. That motto of theirs only applies when carrying mail.
This cabin tent belongs to Doozie, purchased well before our adventures together began. It is about 35 years old and is canvas. It is in near perfect condition. The reason it is so perfect is simply that provenance, it’s Linda’s.
One of our very first dates was camping in this tent, at Zeeland Falls. Every couple has their own odd bits that still draw a chuckle, “potatoes in a can?” “I think they can be zipped together! ” I think your foot is on fire” companion line is “nah that’s just steam”
They don’t need a rim shot or a burlesque style delivery, they stand alone and explaining them is difficult to others, you had to be there.
We camped at Hermit Island, ME with Bryce & Jeffrey, sometimes 3 times a season. I know many people loathe camping, but if the site is right, it’s great. Hermit Island is that place, go.
So when we packed up that first time camping I got a lesson in folding a tent, Linda’s tent. It was methodical and had to be done correctly. The sweeping of the interior was always inspected. So that’s the way it was done. If it was wet, the first thing upon the return home , set up the tent, until it was bone dry. There are more condition issues with her trousseau.
I sent Dooze a picture of the tent yesterday as she is traveling. “Looks good, how is the door zipper?” “Fine, like buttah”
It’s really a special tent.