Wilderness Smilderness

Consider this a city-girl's guide to coping with the wilderness.

1 Never Shine Your Flashlight into a Rustic Toilet

“Eyes on me--do not look down,” I commanded my daughter last weekend at a Wisconsin State Park facility while on a waterfall tour.  The fact that I knew how to coach her in the proper use of a rustic park toilet speaks to my previous experience in such things.

When my son, David, was 9, he had to use the outhouse at night, while camping in the woods, and he made the life altering mistake of shining his flashlight down into the vast hole beneath the plastic seat.  He froze, and dropped the flashlight.  

“I am not going,” he announced, the fear-induced adrenalin-rush enabling his body to “plug up” like a hibernating bear.  We departed the next morning, but it wasn’t until days later that he relaxed. 

2.  Speaking of Plugging Orafices...Invest in Some Good Earplugs 

“Tweet.  Tweet.  Tweet.  Tweetity, Tweet, Chirpy, Chirp Chirp!”

When you finally do get to sleep, don’t get too comfortable.  At 4:30 am, plan on greeting the new day feeling like you’re in an Alfred Hitchcock film.  I love birds, but come on.

3.  Gag me

There are a few things that gross-me-out to the “dry-heave” point.  The latest was witnessing a tick crawl up my daughter’s pant leg.  I was repulsed.  I was paralyzed.  I wished I had had a few drinks.  It didn’t bite her, but it was no thanks to me.  

On a positive note, we did invent the “Tick Crawl” dance move.    

4.  Bring along Jodi Picoult, for Instance

You might never get to read it--but a good soft-cover, 450 "pager" makes a great fly smacker, in the absence of a more traditional weapon.  My apologies to Ms. Picoult (whose novel "Nineteen Minutes" I finally did read and recommend)--I soiled your book.

5.  “Never go to Indonesia.  I mean it.”

This is a quote from a good friend, Marni Rachmiel, who read my article on bugs and knotty pine.  I don’t know the specifics (I’m sure it’s related to size and quantity of insects), but I trust her...so should you!

*Note:  No birds were harmed during the writing of this article.

Comments

Oh the horror, the HORROR of the hole. Your poor son. Lol, too funny...your adventures kill me!
rachel said…
Very funny.

Nepal too - my neighbour went there, and while on a plank-with-hole, in a planks-with-gaps outhouse, there was a power cut, and as she sat there in the dark, something large ran over her foot......

Best stay home, I reckon! You know about the dangerous or gruesome bits in your own home....
joanne lee said…
I think your wilderness trips need a tacky Santa wine bottle holder!
CJ Poindexter said…
Great and funny blog! Loved it - my 3yo daughter will pee in the street before she uses a porta-potty - so I can imagine a campground/touristy pot. Blech!
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CJ Poindexter said…
Actually yopu already checked out my blog - that's how I found yours!

CJ

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