I understand the allure of the latest and greatest high tech camping paraphrenalia. Most of the stuff I've seen is amazing, especially when it comes to back packing!
But being a mizerly old coot, I'll rarely part with a working piece of old gear---I will donate duplicates to my local BSA troop, or a young family just getting started on a tight budget, but generally the old stuff finds a home here---not only my old stuff, but my sainted dad's and grandfather's old stuff as well, going back all the way to pre WW2.
The annual off season sorting through the camping gear routine has become like visiting a museum.
I was wondering if anyone else here gets that same sensation going through their camping stuff?
But being a mizerly old coot, I'll rarely part with a working piece of old gear---I will donate duplicates to my local BSA troop, or a young family just getting started on a tight budget, but generally the old stuff finds a home here---not only my old stuff, but my sainted dad's and grandfather's old stuff as well, going back all the way to pre WW2.
The annual off season sorting through the camping gear routine has become like visiting a museum.
I was wondering if anyone else here gets that same sensation going through their camping stuff?
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