Duffy and Johnny have agreed to take me with them to the 2nd Annual Florida Hammock Hang this weekend. These are people who camp – some of them are hikers, a few kayakers – and use hammocks strung in the trees to sleep in. The cooks do magical things with Dutch ovens, I hear.
Of course, hammock camping means I can’t take my ‘rated -30F’ bedroll, I have to use the bedding provided for me. Last year, it was about the coldest winter weekend in the Ocala Forest. +28F. Pray for warm, too, please?
Luckily, no one expects beauty-queen status – hell, they don’t even expect house-wife status, when it comes to showers & shampoos. But, it’s only one night. I can do without shower & shave & stuff for one night. I can brush my teeth anywhere. Unless all the water’s frozen.