I know better than counting my chickens before my eggs have hatched but I still had counted on many things this summer. Like a game of thrones my 10 weeks in Eagle harbor have been ups downs and anything but normal. 10 weeks of land sickness continues, my secret agent vehicle caught on fire today and that may be it for my so called summer employment. I’ve beenn stretched financially in every direction other than my own and upgrades and progress on the boat is going slow.
The absolute beauty of being free is that I can do anything I want anytime I want. Tomorrow I will find out if I have any reason to remain on this Island and if I don’t the lines will be untied and I will drift toward a new secret Island I have found to store Sookie while I pedal off in search of a better life for Chloe. My touring budget is now Zero but I’m finding a goldmine of this and that for the journey deep in the darkest corners of my bilges.
I have used my Deuter ACT Trail 24 every day for over a year and a half. It is still in 100% perfect condition other than some road rash on the lid from my tragic bike accident a few weeks a go. If only Chloe’s trailer was built as tough as this pack we would be out on the road right now. At 1460 Ci or 24 liters this is considered little more than a day pack but its almost light, built like a brick shit house and has a water resistant cover. It holds an 18 pack of ice cold beers and has been used and abused for hundreds of days without fail. I have thrown into a soaking dingy on a daily basis, carried thousands of dollars worth of electronics in it in total down pours, smuggled moonshine and other contraban. If it wasn’t for the god awful coler I would say that this is the perfect pack, it even opens like a suitcase so I can pack my junk neatly when I hitch hike across the state every year.
It has a wine sleeve on one side, a huge water bottle pocket on the other and a stow away full size hip belt. This is a the perfect pack for everything from blue collar bikepacking to overnight peak-bagging and everything in between, its also the perfect carry on.
My minimalist bike repair kit fits in a small pocket under my lid.
Ultra light is the name of the game, I found my old 3 ounce wind shirt, and my 2 ounce cap. A free map doesn’t show the best stealth campgrounds but my charts told me what I wanted to know.
It was through ultralight backpacking that I honed my minimalist skills on a boat. Everything will carry over on the next journey but now more than ever every ouch counts.
I’ve held onto this silly old pot holder for years and years, not because I ever thought I would use it again but because my ex wife bought it for me on our honeymoon in Cicely Alaska and I was just holding onto something special. Now I have a frying pan that is steel but costs 90 bucks less than an equivelent titanium one and weighs half an ounce less 🙂
I don’t know what this silly stove is but it works great for making my morning cowboy coffee. I usually just make a small fire and stick my ti cup right in it. I’m surprised by all the goodies I am finding on this tiny boat, they may not all make the final cut but as it turns out I have almost everything I need.
I don’t go anywhere without my Moosjaw flag and Altioids survival kit. Most of my awesome swag has been complements of Moosejaw and my Nikon 😉 Thanks guys!
I found a bunch of stakes to hold the tarp I don’t yet own and my old 30 degree down bag is really only good to about 45 degrees but thats what al the rest of my warmies are for. It might not keep me very warm but I own it. It weighs about a pound and stuffs to the size of a loaf of bread.
My Rat Izula and a few other items get wrapped up in a 10 year old buff and no thats not Viagra in my one ounce first aid kit.
Everything fits into the pack with room to spare, I love how this pack opens like a suitcase for easy access and organization. I stuff my loose sleep bag into the top so its is always east to get at. Everything for a quick two night trip is packed and ready to go with room to spare. If I need more room I can strap my bag in a stuff sac to my bars. The only things missing are a tarp and a sleeping pad but I’m still looking. Carrying a back pack is not ideal for bike touring. I have done this many times and it has always sucked but I don’t mind a little suffrage on the trail, its beats the shit out of staying home and watching other people do it online 😉
I will not become a page in someone else’s history book. Unknown…