It’s fall, and for me, that means hiking and camping in the Sierra Nevada, an epic expanse of foothills and mountains that begin in my backyard in northern California. There’s nothing quite like hiking through the cool, crisp air and navigating the same terrain that pioneers, gold miners, and adventurers trekked through hundreds of years ago. No matter where you are, a short camping trip or foray into the woods, hills, or mountains offers an escape from the technology-saturated world we live in.
As you roll out of bed and hear the telltale sounds of the pending apocalypse, you grab your bug-out bag and spring into action. Unzipping your bag, you realize with a start that you don’t know how to use any of the shit in there. Or maybe you’re bleeding out from a severe injury and all you’ve got to stop the blood loss are a bunch of Hello Kitty bandaids.