This always cracks me up. Bigfoot was a major beloved legend in my family when I was growing up. We were both terrified of the thought of ever encountering him, while at the same time loving the idea of him.
A lot of folks ask if I have any honest-to-goodness Bigfoot encounters (rather than just some made up tall tales), and I do. I once saw him move between some trees at about a football field’s distance, below me down in a holler, one late breezy, summer afternoon, shortly after I had awakened from a nap that I had taken against a tree in the deep woods.
Off-Grid Woodsman Sink Setup: Cheap and Dirt Simple!
COMMANDER’S CREED I am the engine and the watchtower. I run at 100 mph and I see every pattern, every weakness, every threat including the ones inside me. I will not flinch. I will not rationalize. I will meet the wave, stare it in the eyes, and ride it without hesitation. My body is my battleground; my mind is my map. I fuel it, feed it, protect it, and I hold it accountable to the highest standard the standard only a commander ‘n chief can uphold. No sugar, no shortcuts, no excuses. Survival is not luck. Survival is discipline. Every impulse I feel, I either master or it masters me. Every choice, every step, every breath is mine to command. I am unrelenting. I am relentless. I am alive — and I take nothing less than full possession of that life.
If you have stability problems with your Hillbilly Wash Station, you can add a simple ballast to the front. I did it by stuffing a brick inside a little spare MOLLE military pouch I had layin’ around and strapping it to the front.
The wash station works fine without it, no tipping over. But since I’m using it in my work area, I wanted just a bit more security.
