holey cow, Shawn.. this thread couldnt have better timing
last year I misplaced an item that was at the time my favorite piece of gear - ever - even though it was only a one-use item, weighed only an ounce, and i had several similar tools that would work as a standby...
I searched my entire
house.. and theres a bunch
of crap around here (by my standards..) to dig through - i even fished in the toilets with a wire hanger to see if thats where my prize ended up - ive got a toddler - ya never know... then I searched that garage and all 3 vehicles top to bottom... you could say I really liked this thing... even so much as to make a dayhike back to Charlebois spring to see if i left it hanging on that old sumac.
Well these shenanigans went on for at least 6 months.. id lie awake in bed contemplating the location of my little strapped wonder, then go hunt for it again in the morning...
Wasnt till after I had conditioned myself to accept the loss and realize my behavior was bordering neurosis that i finally started looking for another and then found it in the form of a Backcountry.com's 40% off sale!
When the new one arrived it just didnt seem right. It wasnt my old one. There was still an empty place in my heart
. I used this little tool on a few trips, and the strap just wasnt in the right position, or I couldnt get the swivel straight, or it just felt foreign, alien.
SO last week im on my father-son car camping trip and after we had done our weekend camping thing we were packing up all of our goodies and gear in the truck. Now i could have just folded up the tent, back into the sack and been on my way down the hill to the Rimside Grille for that famous Green Chile Cheeseburger that Steve makes from scratch, but wait.. there's a bit of sand over there in the corner!!
I have a Big Agnes free-standing tent and i grabbed that sucker by the outer poles, lifted and shook all of the debris out and wouldnt you know it... my litte Petzl e+lite headlamp smacked me square in the chest.. and onto the ground.. and for all that i say, WTF!!!
I vaguely remember playing "camping trip" with the kids down in the basement for a couple of hours, and putting my headlamp in the storage pocket of the tent.
Now that were re-united, im going to spend a few hours with her charming red glow as i ponder over the images placed into my mind by the healthy dose of backcountry laughter that only Desert Solitaire can provide...