You would think that with “Gresham’s Law*” being a part of our lives that everyone would have some sort of back up plan for their outdoor adventures. I used to be one of those poor souls. I would come home in a foul mood if the fish weren’t biting, the weather turned bad, or if some other complication would arise just to ruin my day or weekend off. Now, getting skunked or soaked no longer is something that I dread. I look to my alternatives.
My camera goes wherever I go. I may not take it in the kayak while fishing. But, if the day is especially bad, I can get some landscape and wildlife images in. I have access to a couple of good point-and-shoot cameras when I backpack. If I change my mind, “The Brick” (my Pentax K200D) is in the trunk for a shorter walk and better photos. No matter what level photographer you are, a camera is a great thing to have. Capturing a few good scenes can make a bad day better.
My appetite and taste buds are a part of me. Having a few bucks while traveling can open one up to a culinary adventure when the waters and trails prove uncooperative. Bypass the typical chain restaurants and fast food. Local diners and dives have offerings that you just may not find at home. You may even be inspired to buy the ingredients and try making the meal at home.
In this age of social media, we have forgotten what it is to have a good book on hand. Yeah, Kindle and Nook may have their advantages. But, there is something about the feel of hardbound or paperback that makes reading a holistic experience. Some communities have neat local papers and magazines that beckon even the most discouraged adventurer to come back and try again next time.
This past Monday was to be my epic mountain adventure of the year. I was going on a solo backpack of Crabtree Falls and The Priest. I told everyone that I was going to make the climb on Monday, crash at the shelter, make my way down Tuesday, and use Wednesday to recuperate. When I got to Massies Mill, I couldn’t even see the mountains due to the thick fog. To make matters worse, the weatherman called for rain and thunderstorms all day and evening. A 18 mile round trip solo hike in bad weather on some trail I wasn’t familiar with didn’t seem like a great idea to me.
So, I went to plan B. I grabbed the “brick” and captured some waterfall images along Crabtree and the Tye River. Unfortunately, the Country Store in Montebello didn’t take my ATM card. The UVA Credit Union in Nellysford was available. I found a great little Italian joint that had a used book exchange. They didn’t have anything I was interested in. But, I did pick up the “Appalachian Voice.” Being discouraged about not being able to execute my original plan would have been self-defeating. Enjoying the alternatives has given me an appreciation for Nelson County and a marinated beef and turkey sandwich with cheese.
*“Everything that can go wrong will go wrong.” I wrote that on a post it note with no adhesive. Some guy named Murphy picked it up, got the copyrights, and made millions.