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Even in Ohio, where there are not many prime hiking trails, I hardly ever run into other people on the trails, and if I do, I just chalk it up to me backpacking at the wrong time or place, but it never bothers me.
Trash left behind bothers me, though.
If I ran into a homeless man "living" in the woods where I romp, I wouldn't be angry. To the contrary; I would like to know some of his secrets.
Lastly, if I find trash or other people on the trail, and it bothers me too much, I guess I'm missing the whole point of being out in the woods. I do not let other people negatively affect my time alone for reflection.
Last edited by Blueraja; 01-18-2013 at 06:10 PM.
Part of the reason for such patterns is that when people are backpacking for camping purposes, they are there to live in the woods for a few days or more and they typically want to enjoy an undiminished wilderness experience, and - especially when they are getting their under their own steam (on foot, or by canoe or kayak) - they tend to avoid bringing in the extra weight and volume of bottles, cans and boxed goods. But when people are there just for a day or a few hours - especially with motorized assistance - they tend to bring in a lot of crap that would be almost impossible to pack in under their own steam over such distances; and when they are there just to hunt, or just to fish, they tend to be more preoccupied with those pursuits and so place less value on leaving the woods untrammeled and undiminished. It's just a function of what people are trying to get out of being in the wilderness and how long they intend to be there and how they get to it. These are all relevant variables that serve as reliable indicators of how much waste they are likely to leave behind. A reliable indicator is just a reliable indicator - a basis upon which one can make some reasonable predictions - it's not a perfect predictor, and nobody should think that because there are such patterns of human behavior that everyone fits that pattern. I'm an angler myself and I'm not one to leave tangled line around or leave my garbage on the shore after a shore lunch, but that doesn't mean that these regularities of human behavior don't exist.
Hope this helps,
Last edited by PineMartyn; 01-18-2013 at 06:26 PM.
<Sigh>... A few more terriffic bits of writing by Martin... unfortunately the content and message was oh-so-sad.
I have seen far too many similary situations in my travels, and it saddens me to think on such things.
The only thing to do is try to leave things better than you found them. Good on you all for cleaning up behind the a-holes out there.
Last edited by GrandLarsony; 01-18-2013 at 07:00 PM.
When I was just out of the Coast Guard in 1971, I hiked a portion of the Pacific Crest Trail from Donner Summit to Bishop, Calif. (Mt. McKinley area). I did the thing solo for a reason - to get away from people so I could hear myself think.
On the trail, I met up with a guy that was in his late 20s or early 30s (I was 22). I hiked by his camp as he was getting packed up to resume his trip. I had gone about 2 or 3 miles down the trail when I hear this jangling sound coming up the trail from behind me.
There was this guy huffing and puffing up the trail trying to catch up with me. His cook pot clanging against his "Sierra Cup" with both being tied to his pack. He had his sleeping bag bundled in his arms and was pushing hard to catch me. I stopped to let this 'tard go by me, but he stopped and decided to roll up his bag right there while I watched. I knew he wanted some company on the trail and thought we were "Family" or something, like I was just up there looking for a friend.
I decided to start walking and he caught up with me again. The dude just wouldn't stop talking and I was really trying to be polite but I just couldn't take it anymore. I started to get really rude with him and explained that I was hiking solo for a reason and didn't want his company.
He just didn't get it and would not take the hint. Finally I reached into my pack and pulled my 1911 (not pointing it at him). I told him that the last three guys I shot because they just got on my nerves and I couldn't take their BS anymore.
His eyes got wide and he started down the trail at almost a dead run. I shouted that I'd take a break for an hour and then I was gonna follow him.
Never saw him again. Happily.
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The hunters around these parts (myself included) keep a clean camp. While there and it's clean when they leave.
The same thing however, can't be said for some of the remote lakes that I've hiked into to camp and fish at.
We've brought back our backpacks full of other people's trash. These areas are only assessable by foot or horseback.
I think most of the trash left behind in these areas are from other hikers that are to lazy to carry their trash out ,not the folks on horseback. We rarely see anyone on foot or horseback, but we defiantly see their trash.