RangerDanger
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In a related thread I related a story about my visits to a hot springs in the Santa Barbara backcountry--Agua Caliente.
There are also GREAT places to hike. So me and 2 friends go there one weekend. After a Fri, nite soak, we were gonna leave Sat. morning on a 12 like r/t backpack hike, camp out in the middle of fucking nowhere, and the next day hike out, drive to the hot springs and soak our cares away.
It's a pretty level hike. Very very beautuful, and the trail goes by a reseviour where we (illegaly) fished (no luck, but we saw HUGE bear tracks at waters edge.)
So we get to this backpack campground. The hiking book I used for a reference had outdated info. The "camground" consisted of a rock ring in a clearing--that was it.
So anyway we get high and finally about 11 p.m. or so deciede to crash. We had all brought hammocks and we pitched them and soon fell asleep.
Sometime in the middle of the night I hear stange noises and I look around and there is a pack of wild boars passing through the campground. They're all around, both around us and UNDER us!
Like I said, we were in hammocks so we were relatively safe, but male boars--peccaries to be exact--have sharp tusks and know how to use them.
Now they may not have bothered us if we had been sleeping on the ground next to the campfire--who knows? But I sure was glad we were in hammocks.
There are also GREAT places to hike. So me and 2 friends go there one weekend. After a Fri, nite soak, we were gonna leave Sat. morning on a 12 like r/t backpack hike, camp out in the middle of fucking nowhere, and the next day hike out, drive to the hot springs and soak our cares away.
It's a pretty level hike. Very very beautuful, and the trail goes by a reseviour where we (illegaly) fished (no luck, but we saw HUGE bear tracks at waters edge.)
So we get to this backpack campground. The hiking book I used for a reference had outdated info. The "camground" consisted of a rock ring in a clearing--that was it.
So anyway we get high and finally about 11 p.m. or so deciede to crash. We had all brought hammocks and we pitched them and soon fell asleep.
Sometime in the middle of the night I hear stange noises and I look around and there is a pack of wild boars passing through the campground. They're all around, both around us and UNDER us!
Like I said, we were in hammocks so we were relatively safe, but male boars--peccaries to be exact--have sharp tusks and know how to use them.
Now they may not have bothered us if we had been sleeping on the ground next to the campfire--who knows? But I sure was glad we were in hammocks.
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