Hoping to have a show about cots uploaded before the weekend.
I love cots. It’s a shame most of them can’t make the trip into genuine wilderness, because they provide my favorite sleeping experience. But even the really “light” and compact ones ain’t light enough or compact enough to carry 30 miles up and down mountains when there are other, more-important things that have to be included in a pack.
Still, I love them, and I’m looking forward to showing several different types off. One in particular makes my favorites list.
Also, I was competing with the locusts (cicadas). Daggaum, one in particular was trying to drown me out tonight. Here’s a little taste to hold y’all over.
I got tired of carrying booze, fuel, and medicine and got the bright idea to see if a strong enough whiskey might not serve all three purposes.
#WhiskeyStoves #BoozeForFuel #PocketCooking #ThePracticalWoodsman #PleasantHillbillyPickle
For centuries, families across Britain slept in what was known as a box bed, a wooden bed built into the wall or enclosed with doors, designed to keep out the bitter cold of winter.
Far more than a place to sleep, the box bed was a practical solution in cottages where space was limited and every bit of warmth mattered. By enclosing the bed, families trapped precious heat, reduced draughts and gained a little privacy in homes where several generations often lived under one roof.
These humble beds witnessed every stage of life. Children were tucked into them at night, babies were born in them, and loved ones spent their final hours there, surrounded by family. In many cottages, the box bed even formed part of the wall itself, helping divide the living and sleeping areas of a single-room home.
To modern eyes they may seem cramped, but to those who lived through harsh winters with little comfort, the box bed was a warm, secure refuge, a simple piece of craftsmanship that helped ordinary families ...
