Showing posts with label Bushcraft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bushcraft. Show all posts

Monday, November 21, 2011

Lessons From A Woodlot

The whole experience was invigorating…the smell of my small tuna fish can “buddy burner” warming the leftover spiced cider I had saved from an MRE eaten during the summer months, the flicker of the flame against the darkening scenery and the chill of a cool night setting in. The fresh snow was falling just in front of me, the moisture from my breath was swirling out of my mouth like a mini tornado and a small tea light candle provided just enough light for me to look out into the woods and admire the way the snow drifts had piled up against fallen logs and bare trees. It was cold, and yet I was reasonably comfortable on my foam pad under the half dome tarp shelter I had put up a half hour before.

I have long held the belief that one of nature’s greatest tricks, used to capture the hearts of those drawn to the outdoors, is her amazing ability to engage all of our senses. Sight, touch, smell, taste, hearing and even the occasional “6th sense” are all enhanced as one takes a moment to enjoy the woods. And yet, as I sat there engulfed by the experience I was having practicing my winter outdoor skills, I could hear the distinct metallic sound of cars…and then a plane…and then the 8pm train passing by!

You see, for this trip, I had traveled only a short distance to a local woodlot for a quick two hour retreat. In my discussions with fellow outdoorsmen, I have often heard that in order to practice bushcraft, survival or wilderness skills, you must devote a weekend or even an entire vacation to hike to a remote location and “truly become engulfed in nature”. Unfortunately, the attitude behind such a statement is typically one of inaction instead of action. Believing that you must be miles removed from civilization in order to practice core skills or have a deeply moving outdoor experience, is just as silly as claiming that baseball players should only practice on game day in a professional baseball stadium. Ask any professional baseball player about their childhood and your are likely to hear that they gained their skills over hours of playing catch in the yard or baseball in the street with whatever ratty gear they could wrangle up!

Weightlifters will tell you that you will loose muscle if you don’t exercise daily. Professional athletes will tell you that daily and weekly practice is what takes you to the championship. Gifted academics will tell you that studying is the key to acing the final exam, and yet the average woodsman believes that without practice they can walk into the woods, produce fire, create shelter and command the elements…and have fun doing it! Unfortunate but true, the ability to escape to nature is becoming less and less of a reality, leaving the average outdoorsman to say “I’ll get around to it someday”. I once heard a very educated man state “the problem with someday, is that someday isn’t today”.

So there I was, in the middle of a woodlot, in the middle of a city, miles and miles away from the “perfect” natural setting, but completely engaged and happy. My joy that day had come from a realization that I didn’t need to wait for large windows of time to practice my skills, but that I could learn to make do with my situation and utilize the many small windows of time I do have to escape to my woodlot. For you, it might be your backyard, the park (ask permission!) or a friend’s farmland…but for everyone that makes the effort, they can enjoy the peace and confidence that follows these short but positive outdoor experiences.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

The Day I Forgot To Use My Skills

The following post has been provided by our friend and this month's highlighted YouTube Subject Matter Expert wall2rockclimber...Thanks!

Mike Dixon of Stonage Bushcraft
Name: Mike Dixon
YouTube ID: wall2rockclimber
Facebook: "Mike Dixon"
Twitter: "stoneagemike"
Occupation: Wilderness living skills, bushcraft and survival instructor
Website: http://www.stoneagebushcraft.com  also, check out Mike's new shop!







A while back now I decided to take a trip to a woodland I know very well, but I decided to do this via the train. This is something in which I haven’t done before going to this woodland. Now I knew there would be a “short” walk to the part of the woods I had arranged to meet a few friends, or so I thought.
I would say I am a very competent map and compass user and always check and double check the map before I make any decision on taking a turning in a road or a different track in the woods. This time I didn’t need my compass so once I orientated my map I placed it away in my pocket, not my mistake here though once I walked about 2km up the track and took all the right turnings I came to a junction that was not on the map and what was worse the small road off to the right has a small close with brand new housing there, this too was not on my map. I sat down on this junction and had something to eat and drunk a litre of water, my plan was to wait 25mins to see if anyone would drive down the road and if not to make a decision on which way to go, at the 25minute mark no-one had come anywhere near me so I decided that I was going to try and get signal to my smart phone and check up on Google maps where I was and what direction to take.



I walked around for about 20minutes looking like a lunatic waving and holding my phone up to the sky trying to get just a little signal for the GPS to work, this did not happen so I had to search the place manually something that I’m quite used to now so it didn’t take me long to find my whereabouts then take the turning off I needed to get there.
I planned on walking about an hour and a half with two planned stops along the way it should have took two hours, well I estimated I was actually another two hours away without the planned stops, not to worry though I could always stop in the woods and camp the night as I had planned a day in loo for myself to settle in. I had to walk down long dark lanes in the countryside which I had planned for so I brought two luminous orange bandanas to put on my rucksack, I still hated doing this though as it seemed all the cars disregarded me being on the road and went even faster past me.

What was worse on this trip was nothing that you have read by now, what is coming up really brought back the usefulness of making sure you note way points on the map. I managed to find a path that would considerably cut the next leg of my walk in half, this path was through a woodland using one of the many bridle paths to get there. Another two hours had passed and now my shoulders were really feeling the weight in my pack and I had no idea how much longer this walk would take. I made three mistakes from this point on;

1) I got to a sign that pointed to a place that was about 1km from the meeting point, it stated it was 3km up the track.
2) I did not check the map at this point to make sure I knew which direction to walk.
3) I thought I knew a short cut and tried cutting off a section of the path, which took me about 3km off where I needed to be.

So what did I do? Well I was lost and I knew it! Now I teach how not to get lost and I had to laugh to myself when this happened. I STOPPED, I SAT DOWN, I had a brew (Coffee) and I got my MAP out! I looked around and got my bearings, orientated the map and triangulated my whereabouts within a 500 metre range. I was sat in a saddle in the Surrey hills miles from a road and actually was so happy, I had got myself in the situation that we plan for, but I had all the kit I needed for a very comfortable week in the woods my only problem with this being that I had planned to meet 4 friends in the woods at a specific time and place.

I decided to climb up on side on the saddle to the top of this hill I thought there would be a good view of the surroundings. I was wrong again just dense woodland everywhere I looked, again I laughed to myself I took a deep breath and just listened to the sounds of the woods. Then within a few seconds I heard what I needed to find my way 3 airplanes in circling pattern ready to land at Gatwick airport, when I heard the descending noise they give off I knew which way to walk. My kit was on my back within minutes and off I walked for another 3km up and down hills just listening to the sounds of aircraft in the sky. What a sigh of relief when I got to somewhere I knew very well but by now it had taken me 6 hours and I was very tired and very hungry. I stopped on my favourite view point for the area which over looked the south of England most of which is open farm fields but I enjoyed the view all the same.

The next day I explained to my friends what had happened to me and had a very good laugh about the whole day, something that I learned that day was to stay true to what I teach and preach. It doesn’t matter whether you think you know, why not double check with a map (that is in date of course!)

Monday, May 16, 2011

WELCOME TO THE BADEN POWELL PROJECT!

To all my future faithful readers,

I've started the Baden Powell Project as a means by which an average person can obtain an above average satisfaction with life. Not the type of satisfaction that comes from expensive gadgets, new clothes or unlocking every level in a video game, but the type that comes from exploring regions of yourself that have yet to be discovered.

The Baden Powell Project was conceived as a learning tool for those interested in Boy Scouts, Bushcraft, Wilderness Survival and Outdoor Skills, but who may lack the resources or knowledge base to advance their skills. Using YouTube as its canvas, it is my hope, that the Project will grow to include information and demonstrations from around the world in order to provide exceptional, but realistic, quality instruction for those boys, girls, men and women who are unsatisfied with a couch potato existence and are ready to start their own adventure. Do you have IT in you?

The format is simple, I'm going to continue to film, edit and post everything that I can possibly think to pass on. I'll update the Project's blog to include tips, tricks, knowledge gained and hardships encountered throughout my experiences. The true strength of the project will come from those faithful viewers and readers who offer their own expertise to increase our understanding. So here we go...are you ready?

WELCOME TO THE BADEN POWELL PROJECT, NOW GET OUTSIDE AND BECOME SOMEBODY!