After a few days of rain, I went for the night in the mountains to collect insect. On a nowhere road, I misjudge some ruts. Instead of getting out to look it over, I decided to be a nob, going for it. Spent the rest of the day, gathering rocks to put under the jacked up tires, to get out. Six hours later, I was free. Spent the night gleefully collecting moths attracted to my UV light. The next day was bright and caught insect.
#naturist #nudecamping #freehiker
The last day of camping, it's time to tare down the tent. The broom and dust pan must were left home. That means, the pain in the ass tent must be pitched in the backyard, so the leaves, seeds, dirt and dead bugs, mostly flies can be swept, before packing the tent for storage.
#Naturist #Naturism #NudeCamping #freeHiking #NaturistCamping
This damn tent is a pain. My wife was with me when I bought it. She pledged she'd camp, with this roomy hotel. Because I camp where people aren't, in Hell, she stays home. What should take a few minutes, takes about an hour to pitch. The arm braces tend to bind, requiring undoing and twisting the arms until they unlock and slide into place. I got to say it is roomy.
#NudeCamping #Naturism #Naturist #FreeHiking #Nudist
July 17-18th, I went into the Little Belt Mountains to paint and collect moths, butterflies and other insects. After some exploration, I found a place where people weren't. Likely, they didn't want to brave the rocky and rutted forest road with their RV's. The meadow was perfect for being clothes-free. It faced southeast. I'd get a good view of a sunrise to paint. Thunderstorms rolled pasted as I set up my tent.
#Naturist #nudist #NudeCamping #FreeHiking #Naturism