Somewhere on a Post I made a comment about OTG Boondocking and hiking into the unknown.
I said that if you like to hold hands with your spouse or date while hiking and used trekking poles... this may not be for you. She thought that was bit naughty of me.
I explained. Not that my posts are short. Much like a balloon. The 'more AIR' you put into it, the bigger it becomes.
If you get your OTG ideas out of some Glamorous Dry Camping magazine of starlets and company executives 'roughing it'... for photo ops... OK, we are on track, now.
Trekking poles are for those who are at Yellowstone Park on the boardwalks or two lane hiking trails for the Rich and Famous. A deer trail along side a steep drop you need something stronger and one hand available to grab onto something if you slip. Bushing it... one stout piece of 'Beaver Pole' trumps a ski pole, jack up the price and it becomes a trendy Trekking Pole.
If someone needs a hand to pull them up a side of a steep rock face... now you have to figure out what to do with two or four useless fiber glass or aluminum sticks.
On the same trail you have to travel as a deer or an elk. In a line. Some get the idea that you cannot be a mob pushing their way up Yosemite, while Free Solo. From watching some of my Adventure observations, some like to move as a mob with no idea where they are going. Somethings you cannot explain to individuals why it is important to explore and become confident of your judgment. If not... the Mob is a good idea.
Hygiene: Maintaining health and preventing disease through 'cleanliness'.
Your body oils protect you. Your body odor keeps Mr. Bear and Mr. Mountain Lion at a distance. If you smell sweet and sterile... you may as well be setting a trap to catch something big. Hunters, for example, are healthy people. When they return home people run away from you on a sidewalk.
A bad hair day. A hat.
Spandex hiking clothing. Hawaii or Miami Beach... kind of disguise.
Fresh Clothes every day. Hollywood, Las Vegas, a fruit bar on a Beach
You are among Raiders of the Lost Arc. Not Fantasy Island with people wanting an autograph. After a week in the same clothes... more or less if you sweat a lot the chipmunks do not mind. Wash up what is necessary, but to do the ten minute shower in the trailer... you will never find yourself riding a lamb at a Rodeo as your last request.
So, just read between the line or lines. If you have no sense of humor... and I seen them as well, get the spandex, trekking poles, French perfume and have a pocket full of bacon and treats to feed the animals in the Forest. Lunch to a beast in the Forest is a 24 hour buffet. You just may figure it out. I did.
Added: If you travel the WORLD... the Americans over dress and smell the best in the Bush and in Towns. Anyone disagree? This is why we are so concerned with Black and Grey Water tanks. Sometimes, the truth... hurts. I do not mind.. stinking. It is MY vacation to be the wild beast I am and love every moment. Our Blue Heelers... can also locate us. At my funeral... do not come. I will not be wearing a suit and tie.