Wednesday, July 1, 2020

If some is good more is better? NOT!

That is the dumbest phrase ever invented! Not only is it not true, sometimes it is completely wrong. If you don’t believe that try going down to your local ice cream store. (That was Dairy Queen in my era, Cold Stone now, I suppose.) Then order the most decadent thing on the menu, maybe a banana split or hot fudge sundae ( again, my era).  Eat and enjoy it. Then order another one and do the same. If some is good, more is better? No, absolutely not. If some is good, more can make you sicker than a dog.

Now I know some of you are going to ask, what about money? You can’t have too much money, right? Actually you can, because if you had all the money in the world, no one else would have any money to build anything for you to buy. Thus, what good would all that money be? Yeeesh...

This ‘more is better’ way of thinking can be very harmful not just to ourselves as with the ice cream example but to others as well.

I have a couple of reasons for bringing this up. The most important would be this pandemic situation currently confronting us. If nothing else we should have all learned a big lesson in supply and demand. And, it is true, the price of a given commodity is determined by how much people want it ( demand ) vs how much there is ( supply ). Dare I mention the most salient example, toilet paper? Ok, I can see how the ‘more is better’ notion could consume some of us into a buying frenzy in the case of this most trifle, yet if not essential, utterly convenient product.

I am not the only one that noticed the ensuing panic as our fellow residents began to horde such commodities out of the very real fear the store wouldn’t have it if we ran out at home. On a personal  physiological level one can at least understand this hording motive.

The big problem, of course, is the accompanying swell of profiteering that will inevitably occur in such a panic. A friend of mine told me about a guy he saw in Costco when this panic first started. The guy had a big flat cart with all the spaghetti sauce the store had on it and was he headed for checkout. My guess is that sauce ended up on Ebay selling for probably five times more than what he paid for it.  Free enterprise in action? No that’s profiteering where people help create the very demand that depletes the local supply. Then as the supply chain gets choked off the price goes through the roof and they sell their stockpile at a vastly inflated price.

I have no problem with people leveraging supply and demand for profit under normal circumstances. That is really the principle behind most businesses anyway. The stock market does this every day. In this pandemic situation though, it’s making money at the expense of your friends and neighbors. And probably worse yet, empty shelves in the store encourages others of us to horde. In reality, most hordes just gather dust. That helps nobody.

It is just downright predatory  to benefit from the very supply shortage you help create. Especially true, when there are a lot of people in need and in the panic mode . We should just round these profiteers up, take them out in the most remote and harshest place we can find, remove their shoes and let them walk back. Maybe then they will come to understand what it’s like to really need something basic and not be able to get it.

So instead of ‘more is better’ let’s learn from the Goldilocks principle which is truly the most accurate and helpful approach. As I’m sure you remember, Goldilocks had to endure ‘too much’ then ‘too little’ in order to find ‘just right’.

A planned working food stash is not hording. And I am hoping we just learned how it’s really a pretty prudent thing to do. If enough of us do that, it will even benefit people who don’t, by removing us from the demand side of the equation when the next panic hits. Oddly it can even help you eat healthier, save money and most importantly GO CAMPING more! How’s that? Watch the video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C0Qivysb9Ms


There is a ton of other good information out there on the Internet to further aid you in your stash building efforts. We want to keep a few things in mind:

1. It should be a “working” food stash. That is most of it you continually use and replenish.
2. This means the stock must be appropriate to you and your eating habits..
3. It requires a good deal of planning and work to get it right.
4. It’s important to pay attention and adjust quantities over time.
5. Goldilocks was right.

At some point you might want to consider a stash for when it's so bad you have to actually leave you house. Money would probably be useless. In that case a barter stash for extended periods might not be a bad idea to have.  

The vice type stuff would probably barter well, you know tobacco, alcohol etc.. Personally, I think the currency of a true 'survival mode' barter system will be 12 gauge shotgun shells as they work well for both  putting food on the table and personal protection.

For now though, let's get our in home stash right. 

All the houses I have ever lived in have had food in the pantry and I mean more than just  a little. It’s a ‘mentality' that we grow up with out West. Lets get those cupboards filled up with stuff we will actually use. Then to make sure our working food stash really works, we know how to check it out - GO CAMPING!

Saturday, March 21, 2020

My Foolproof Coronavirus ( Covid - 19 ) Aversion Plan | Coping with Troubled Times.




Camping offers the ultimate social distancing experience!

Go Camping! That’s right, it’s that simple. Well admittedly camping has always been at the heart of my survival plan.

What better way is there to meet the ‘best practices’ outlined be the CDC.  Camping tends to naturally limit social contact by segregating camping spots in campgrounds and many of us prefer primitive camping anyway. You don’t have to worry about what you touch because it’s all natural and uncontaminated. It’s also good to hang out in sun light as it kills micro type things fast.

This current absence of basketball, hockey, baseball games and everything else could make some of us just completely stir crazy. You are going to need something to help you keep your head on straight. Why not use this sporting events down time to enjoy the best family experience opportunity available - camping! 

We all could stand to get away from the news for a while anyway. I am guessing you won’t actually miss a thing. It will all be there when you get back. Twenty-four hour news is the worst invention ever, not just because it keeps rehashing everything that has already been said but it also creates massive speculation from god knows how many ‘experts’, as to what might happen in the future. After all they do have to fill up 24 hours  with something.

We do need to take this whole thing seriously, but we don’t need to obsess about it.

Therefore, camping can give you a welcome emotional sanctuary and a much, much needed repose from the daunting anxiety of rampant speculation news. Hey you might even want to plan out a camping vacation this year. This might be the best chance you’ll ever have to visit those usually overrun parks and monuments, well at least if they do remain open. Make sure you are camping though, so you can minimize exposure to virus infested motel rooms and restaurants.

How I Cope with Uncertain Times! 

Two things that keep the world in perspective for me in really troubling times such as this:

1 - It is somewhat consoling to look back on other horrendous events I have had to experience personally and remember somehow I made it through. WE made it through. You don’t get to my age without having lived through some traumatic and downright scary happenings. 

  • The assassination of John Kennedy - (This started a string of them.) Looking back the hardest part might have been watching highly respected teachers literally cry in class as we listen helplessly to the account on the radio.
  • The Vietnam War - The shootings at Kent State perhaps most exemplified how torn our nation was. Americans shooting Americans, it really was and still is unthinkable. Also, because I went, any time I even just have a bad day, I say to myself, “Ken, you haven’t heard a rocket crack off in a long time, it could be worse.”  
  • 911 - Anybody over 30 will remember the horror and all the accompanying uncertainty that came with it.
  • Many personal losses - Parents, all four of my brothers, all my aunts and uncles and some of the best friends I ever had. 


2 - It’s also good to consider what it must have been like for other human beings to have lived through other exceptionally troubling times in history and even regional catastrophes today like:

  • The Great Depression - These were some people that knew the real meaning of economic disaster.
  • World Wars and especially the Civil war - I can’t even imagine the horror, despair and anxiety of that one.
  • Plagues - this Covid -19 shutdown is only new to us. Similar things have happened before. Cambridge university closed for two years because of the black plague in 1665.  
  • Famine - sadly this is still with us today in many parts of the world.
  • Earthquakes, tornadoes, forest fires, floods and other natural disasters absolutely wreak havoc every year somewhere. 


Emotionally and economically devastating events have happened throughout history, happen today, obviously, and will continue to happen in the future. The real key to coping with the anxiety and insecurity of these events lies in your own self-sufficiency. I don’t mean just having enough toilet paper. I mean knowing you can sustain your own existence for an extended period of time without help. 

We have made it through bad times before. Strive for self-sufficiency as you are no good to anyone else without your own health and being.

Most importantly what your kids will need is what they have always needed, YOU. If you are there with them, they will be fine but don’t radiate your own anxieties. After all, kids already know what it’s like to not have control over situations. We could learn from them. 

So coping is really all about taking care of yourself and the people you love. Do that and you’ll be okay and Go Camping!  It will help.

Have a look at my new Youtube Trailer, it might help get you motivated:







Friday, February 7, 2020

So Begins Another Year ( or decade as it be.)

January is already gone and we are a week into February. Is it just me or is time actually going faster?

You'll find out when you get old the only thing that really happens fast is getting older. If you keep your health though, you can still do all those things you love but just not as fast. This ranges from everything from sporting ventures to mind activities to bodily functions. You can still do them although not as fast and don't expect to command the same skill level. Also, be prepared for the back, neck, shoulders etc. to voice their dismay a day or so later. 

The other thing about getting old is you spend a lot of time pondering your time wasting youth. In my case my mind wonders back to the very earliest of memories.  It's very odd how you can recall those rather  clearly but can't remember the time in the middle like anything about the fifth grade, even who your teacher was. Worse yet, where did I put the tape measure down five minutes ago?

This can be somewhat mitigated by forcing yourself to develop mindful habits. Years ago I use to lose my keys with great regularity. That never happens now because I have trained myself to put them in only one of three places.


  1. on the dresser.
  2. in my pocket.
  3. in the vehicle.
Truth be known I shouldn't say 'never', there is one exception to my lose the keys problem. I have a small Leatherman tool on my key chain. Occasionally, I'll use the screwdriver, knife or pliers of the tool then set them down where ever I am. ( I guess my mind thinks it's okay to deviate from my routine because it's thinking of the tool not the keys.) Fortunately, I can usually 'back track' to where they are.

When I fixed electronics stuff for a living, I would, with some regularity, set my screw drive down on a shelf or appliance but not on my work bench or in the toolbox where it should be. Then, of course, I would promptly forget where.  The only thing that ever worked for finding it was to accuse my fellow workers of stealing it. I would proclaim with great absolution, "I WHAT THAT SCREWDRIVER YOU STOLE!" Amazingly, after so making a complete fool of myself, I would often look right at it.

Thus, if you can't find something all you have to do is resolutely accuse someone of stealing it.

My theory for why this works deals with that inner child we have in our minds.  That child has the ability to block the flow of information to the conscious part of the mind. Furthermore, my inner child is a total brat and just loves to see me make a complete fool of myself. 

Your big question is what does this all have to do with camping! Ha! Everything. Getting it right is all about good habits in life and especially when camping. Here is my playlist of One Minute Camping-tips.com videos to help you develop your camping routines: 




The only way I have found to make both my 'Inner Child' and 'Outer Old Dude' happy at the same time is to do something they both like.

Go Camping! - Ken 

   



   

Thursday, October 31, 2019

Ten Years of Go Camping! Calendars - No Ken it’s actually twelve - Yikes....

The whole Go Camping! calendar/planner started out as a pretty simple idea. In my “How to Design Build and Outfit You Own Camp Kitchen” book, I have a section that encourages people to set down and look at a calendar and actually plan out those camping trips they have always wanted to, but never quite seem to, get around to doing. In this way one could take what basically had always been just a dream and move it a little closer to actually happening by ‘scheduling’ it on a planner. By the way, it’s my experience that the first step in getting from thought to reality is writing it down.


Then I thought what if I were to do a calendar featuring some of the images I have taken. Perhaps that would motivate and inspire others to do the same. Lead by example, so to speak. So that’s what I did and, by the way, that was two hard drive crashes ago. Combine that with the imperfections of that memory drive inside my head ( which is anything but hard and has crashed many times ) and what I end up with is sometimes confusion and inaccuracy.


The first calendar was actually in 2009! While the original version died in one of my crashes, I found a download PDF on my website. I didn’t realize it but I still have the PDF for it on my website along with every one since then. Somehow in 2014 I mislabeled that as the fourth year when in reality it was the sixth. Thus every subsequent year I would just up the number by one in the text when editing. This goes to show us that when you build on a mistake it’s always going to be wrong! Here are links to all of them jut in case your curious:

2009 - Our first one featured wildlife photos.

2010 - Second one featured wildlife too but there were a few links in it to some videos where the stills came from.

2011 - More wildlife but I actually show you the actual clips of video that generated the calendar images.

2012 - Arizona Scenery  - the November image is my all time favorite, West Clear Creek in the fall.

2013 - I must have been real busy in this year as all you get here is blatant advertising of my various products.

2014 - Back to really nice scenery except for April where I featured a meal we were cooking. Looks good though. ;-)

2015 - Scenery and wildlife in this one with an explanation video as well.

2016 - Dido

2017 - Scenery and wildlife and you get a video of some of my 2016 camping trips. Everything from hunts to festivals and such.

2018 - This was the camping vacation special featuring our eclipse trip. Got to see this one if you haven’t already.

2019 - Sort of a ‘best of’ collection of past campouts.

Be sure to have a look at any linked videos you come across as that will be interesting viewing too.

For me looking at all these images really drives home the significance of scheduling your trips, writing down what happens on those trips and taking pictures and videos. When all is said and done, every year you add to that magnificent data base of camping memories. I watched my grand kids go from babies to hunting buddies over the last twelve years shown here.

So here is how you get started with your free camping download for 2020, just sign up at:

Free Camping Download - Includes, calendar/planer, cookbook, checklist, procedures, woodworking plans for building your own gear etc.



Download it, use it and get started making some great camping memories. You’ll be glad you did.

Go Camping! - Ken 

Thursday, July 18, 2019

Got a Minute?

In an effort to indulge our ever shortening attention spans, I have been creating what I call the "One Minute Camping-tips.com video" series. The basic idea is to edit my "How to" videos down to one minute long.

The frame for these videos might look something like this:


Here's an example of one such video on how to fold and store your tent the easy way ( which as you will see, is not done by folding it. ) :


And the nice thing is that for videos I have already done, the old "Full Length" video  is still available for viewing via my videocamper youtube video channel as per this example:


That way if you don't quite catch on in the one minute version you can have a look at the longer more detail version ( I affectionately refer to these as the theatrical version ;-). I am really hoping this will help get you what you need much quicker so you can go camping more often.

Here are two others I have done at this moment in time: 


Full length version: How to put a camping tarp - 2.0  


One Minute Camping-tips.com video: The Camp Sundial

Full length version: How to Make a Camp Sundial

Watch for more coming shortly and go camping!



Thursday, March 21, 2019

Emerging from Dormancy


I must be a reincarnated bear because this time of year it feels like I’m waking from a winters hibernation. I told a friend of mine that and he said “Ken, squirrels hibernate too”. I’m not sure if he was trying to educate or insult me?
   
At any rate, this time of year it seems as though I am like my old pickup trying to start on a cold morning. The routine was to pump the gas pedal several times. Pull the choke out, push the clutch in, stomp down on the starter and the gas simultaneously.  The key just gave you power for ignition. The starter was located right next to the gas pedal so you could step on both at the same time, although it also had a throttle knob on the dash board. The engine would crank and sputter and take everything it had to actually fire off and start running. Even when it did start you had to leave the choke pulled out  to keep it idling till the blue smoke would subside then you could drive off without stalling it out.

We called it BOB. The name was an acronym for Beast Of Burden. It was an old black, beat up ( and I do mean “beat up” ) 1955 Chevy pickup with a 235 six cylinder engine and a standard four speed transmission. I bought it from my Uncle Ed for $400 and sold it around ten years later for $500. The only vehicle I ever owned that actually made me money.

The right rear quarter panel was a massacre. It looked like somebody took a sludge hammer to it as did other sections of the vehicle. The rear homemade bumper had been added at some point and was made from 1/4” plate steel. It looked like something you might see on an armored vehicle. The hood was dished in, as I remember, from when we would lay on it to watch the shooting stars on clear nights. The tires were all different types with highly worn tread. The grill was a very faded white but was in good shape. I think that’s why the guy I sold it to bought it.( It’s tough to find parts for old vehicles so you try to find the whole vehicle.) The windshield was crack and starred in several places. And the interior really wasn’t any better.

I got it when we were building the house so we could haul long lumber and such. My buddy Jim welded a u-shaped brace on each bumper that protruded out about 8 - 10 “ on the passenger side of the vehicle. And there was another removable ‘U’ brace I would slide into the truck bed hole nearest the passenger door.  This in effect made a side rack as I could put 20 foot lumber and such in these ‘U’ channels and haul it home. Of course, this meant the passenger door could not be opened when you had lumber strapped in that side rack.

I drove the truck to and from work and would often stop at the lumber yard on the way home to get whatever I needed to work on the house. ( We built our own house. That’s a whole ‘nother story I might tell you some other time.)

My buddy Al’s old truck camping configuration at one of our “Best Campouts

Even after the house was built BOB was good for two things, hauling firewood and camping. Old pickup trucks make great camping vehicles because the can hold a lot of gear and you can get them in remote locations without the fear scratching the paint or picking up a new dent or two. In BOB’s case a new dent might have actually helped it’s looks. ;-)

This time of year is good for getting ready for the coming camping season. So as you awaken from your winters dormancy either roaring like a bear  or chirping like a squirrel ( whichever the case may be ) take this time to get all your gear serviced, repaired and organized. That’s the key to camping more often, don’t we know it!

Get Organized now - then Go Camping!

Monday, December 3, 2018

The Perfect Christmas Gift.

I must have been about 10 years old. That was the Christmas of the year that brother, Mickey, and me were living with Aunt Nina and Uncle Ed in Prescott. Coincidentally, cousins Gary, Sherry and Patty were also staying with them. And, to top that off, cousins Nancy and Frank were their own kids. Now if you do the math on that, you’ll conclude there were seven kids under their roof at that time.

You might think they must have had a big plush house to accommodate such a clan of kids but actually not. In fact, the house was an old converted barn with a red rolled roof and it set next to grandmothers’ house, also with a red rolled roof with a tin roof garage between them. The property belonged to my Grandmother and set directly across Iron Springs Road from the Pioneer Cemetery which, incidentally, is the only thing from those days that is still there today.

We were poor. I realize that as a retrospective anecdote though, since at the time I didn’t really think of us as being poor. But we were and that Christmas yielded but one gift for each kid. Oddly, each kid knew what all the other kids were going to get but, of course, not what they themselves were going to get. This is mostly because we kids all wrapped each others gifts.

You could be imagining a tree with seven boxes underneath all neatly wrapped with customary Santa and reindeer designed red and green wrapping paper sporting fancy blue bows and white tassels. Not! Our family saw no sense wasting money on that sort of thing. Wrapping for us was more a proposition of just ‘covering up’ the gift so the person getting it didn’t know what it was till they opened it.

Now kids will tend toward doing things in more of a fun, if not downright mischievous, way and ‘wrapping’ these gifts was no exception. Let me exemplify this notion by explaining how we ‘wrapped’ cousin Gary’s gift. That year it was a basketball which I only remember because of how we wrapped it. A basketball is less than one cubic foot in volume. We put it in a box that was probably about 3 foot by 3 foot by 2 foot which is on the order of 18 cubic feet. Naturally you need to take up all that extra space in the box which was done mostly by stuffing paper, card board and such in the extra space. ( They didn’t have styrofoam peanuts or bubble wrap back in those days although, as you might have guessed, we wouldn’t have used them anyway for lack of funds.) But somebody, I don’t remember who, got the devilish idea of going out to the pasture and collecting up dried remnants that had been extruded from the south end of north bound animals, basically cow pies and road apples. Not being completely without mercy we only used specimens that were totally dried out and scattered them liberally though the box with the basketball and the other more benign packaging materials.

 As I remember Gary wasn’t particularly thrilled with the whole effort when he opened it but the rest of us sure thought it was funny. Worse yet, although he was pretty tall he didn’t particularly like basketball or any other sport for that matter as he was a total book worm. ( He read incessantly and he would even read encyclopedias just for fun.) Thus the gift itself was disappointing to him as well I’m sure. ( However, he grew up to be the most successful of that ‘magnificent seven of cousins’ as he graduated from the ASU school of business and worked for thriving companies in high level management and even VP capacities I'm told. There is another kid adventure that includes him in my Arizona Flash Flood Story. )

But this article is about the ‘Perfect Christmas Gift’ which happened to be my gift that year. It was a cylindrical tube shape about three feet long and 3 or 4 inches in diameter wrapped in tar paper. ( That would be the black felt that comes in a three foot roll and is used as an underlayment on roofs.) As I remember “To: Kenny” was written in white caulk on it lengthwise. It was placed leaning against the wall in the corner behind the tree and other presents like a broom or mop might be.

Of course, I spent the days leading up to Christmas as all kids would, speculating about what might be in that tar paper cylinder. Maybe it was a telescope! That would be the best but I knew we couldn’t afford that. How about a kaleidoscope which would be pretty cool but the package was too big. Oh wait, package size can be totally misleading when it comes to contents, don’t we know it. ;-) At the age of 10 anticipation is a pretty big deal.

As it turns out it was a Daisy lever action Bee Bee gun. That was about the best thing you could give a 10 year old country boy back in the 50’s. Why? You have no idea how many hours of my childhood were spent target practicing, shooting tin cans, scaring birds and other critters, hunting imaginary grizzlies, play Audie Murphy, and the like.

You see the perfect gift is not really about the gift at all. It’s about the time, experiences and memories that collect around it.

If you have any campers on your list, here are my suggestions - camping gifts. I'm sure they still have a 10 year old kid living somewhere inside them and don't we know kids just love camping!

Go Camping.