Ever since last fall when I was suddenly struck with the realization of just how little I was getting into the great outdoors, I haven’t stopped thinking about trying out overnight backpacking. I’ve been doing well with getting outside and going for walks and hikes, but I want to immerse myself in nature!! I want to get away from all the people and pavement and cars and cars and cars and cars and strip malls that is most of Maryland. Sadly, as is the case with most hobbies, backingpacking equipment is priceyyyyy AF. So I’ve been stalking sales and borrowing and inheriting some items here and there. I have a tent, sleeping bag, sleeping pad, and now backpacking pack. I still need to figure out water filtration system, backpacking stove, and how the fuck you hang your shit in the air so that a bear doesn’t eat it, among some other items. Maybe a multi-tool. Maybe some fucking mace.
So last week my friend Kate and I went to a Women’s Backpacking Basics class put on by REI. It was pretty informative but a lot of the info could be found on the web. The best part was that since it was for women it talked about a lot of obstacles men don’t have to deal on the trail. AKA we can’t pee standing up and we get periods and being alone on a trail as a woman can be dangerous.
The instructor didn’t seem as concerned as I always am about being stalked and murdered in the woods. I’m never concerned before my hike. Before my hike I’m all like The chances of that happening are so low, that’s just being paranoid, I just listen to too many true crime podcasts, just my anxiety talking, bla bla bla. And then I’m out in the middle of the forest and I see someone else on the trail and I immediately jump to HE IS A MURDERER!! God forbid some poor guy be hiking a trail and catch up to me, then he’s not only a murderer, in my mind he’s a murderer THAT IS CHASING ME. So I think I might want to invest in some mace, juuust in case.
My biggest hang up with actually going on a backpacking trip is not actually maybe I’ll get murdered, it’s more omg I will have to sleep alone in the dark in the woods. And I will definitely have to pee in the middle of the night. And I hate the dark. So I will absolutely be paralyzed with darkness fear. And every forest movement noise in the middle of the night will be terrifying. Sunlight = safety and darkness = NOPE. I’ll have to work on that.
So, while it’s not like I’m going to take off on the Appalachian Trail anytime soon (the whole having a job, maybe getting a kid soon, being a responsible adult thing gets in the way), I do think I’m going to attempt an overnight trip at some point this summer/fall. Hopefully Kate will come and we can be scared of the dark together. Or at least tell each other comforting things like that wasn’t a bear, it was just a large boulder crashing through the bushes.