Jun 21, 2020Mid-hike posing

What the well-dressed English hiker wears abroad – I’m not going to win any fashion awards. It’s just as well I didn’t meet any people on the trail. Day Two, Hercules Glades, Pees Hollow Trail. Copyright © 2020 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

What the well-dressed English hiker wears abroad – I’m not going to win any fashion awards. It’s just as well I didn’t meet any people on the trail.

The color treatment for this picture was prompted by a comment from a friend who saw the original color version. He said, “…only the token hi-tech gadget on your left shoulder strap shows that it’s not something out of the Boer War,” that got me thinking. I see exactly what he is alluding to, but I suspect that someone from that period would be stunned at the high-tech light-weight materials and the number of creature comforts I’m packing. The (empty) pack weighs about a pound-and-a-half, there is all the titanium cookware, the down quilts, my hammock, the LED lights, camera, my camp chair (using aircraft-grade aluminum), water filter, cell phone/GPS, and of course on my left shoulder, the tiny InReach personal locator/SOS beacon and texting handset with its worldwide coverage via the Iridium satellite network.

Finally, given that six-shot revolvers were the thing back then, I think they would really covet the semi-automatic handgun with 15 rounds.

Back to the hike

By this point, the skies had darkened to the south and there was a lot of thunder in the distance. If I was lucky the storm would pass to the south-east, if I wasn’t it was going to be a race back to the trailhead. I was thinking I ought to keep hiking rather than stop for a few vanity pictures, but what the heck? The worst that could happen was I’d get wet … or struck by lightning.

Copyright © 2020 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

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