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The Tracker Magazine - Vol 2 No. 1, Winter 1983

Adventure in Earth Sports
Bruce Ladebu

In the last 10 years, the trend to get back to nature has increased. The art of backpacking has become very popular. The few places in our area for wilderness travel have become somewhat crowded.

I have backpacked through many wilderness areas throughout the United States and have encountered a wide assortment of backpackers. I have come to the conclusion that there are several types of wilderness travelers.

The first type of backpacker is the one who is not sure why he is out in the first place. One time in the Minister Creek area of the Allegheny National Forest, I was camped by a stream when four tired packers came tromping into the area..

Looking somewhat like a picture on a T-shirt I once saw, they had pots and pans, radios and other assorted goodies hanging everywhere from their packs. They greeted me and dropped their packs as though a ton of weight had been lifted from their shoulders. Much to my dismay, they started pitching their tents at my feet. I politely and diplomatically pointed out a beautiful and scenic spot down the creek. They moved.

After several hours they managed to make camp. They got settled in and sat down, staring at each other. About 20 minutes went by when one finally said, "Well, what do we do now?" After some deliberation, they finally decided to hike out the three miles to the road and head for the nearest pub.

They cheerfully took off down the trail. I slept a quiet night. The next morning as I was packing up, the four mountain men came down the trail. They related that they were a bit under the weather and ended up sleeping in their van. I took off down the road while they proclaimed what a wonderful place the wilderness was.

The second type of backpacker hikes 50 miles a day, carries a 100 pound pack and looks like a gorilla.

Once on the Pacific Coast Trail in Washington State, I had a close encounter with one of these marathon packers. It had been a beautiful day and I hiked about 15 miles. I had taken the time to photograph the abundance of wildlife I had seen along the way.

Sitting there contemplating the beautiful mountains, I felt the ground start to shake. Looking up the trail, I saw him - Bigfoot with a backpack on.

Hiking about 30 miles an hour, he cruised up and stopped abruptly where I was sitting. "Howdy," he growled. I nodded and asked if he had ever seen the elk back in the meadow. Without blinking an eye, he started down the trail mumbling that he didn't know about them their elk, but he bet he could make another 10 miles before dark.

The third type of backpacker is the wilderness nut. The squirrels love him. I encountered this type out west far more than here. This traveler is never alone. Always leads a small group of novice backpackers. The leader always stomps through your camp, proclaiming to have had visions, and is leading his people to the promised land.

Several years ago in the back country of Yellowstone, a group like this spent two hours in my campsite telling me what I was doing wrong and lecturing me on wilderness travel. We patiently tried to communicate with these backpackers that we loved the wilderness and spent lots of time traveling through it. Might as well have talked to a fish. The group fled down the trail obviously upset that we did not jump up and follow.

We spent the next several days enjoying the solitude and photographing wildlife. When we arrived back at the ranger's station, we found that the friendly group we encountered was overdue and lost in the wilderness. As it turned out, the group tried to cut cross country to another trail and lost their way. They were finally rescued, and their somewhat indignant leader kept claiming he knew where they were all the time.

The last type of backpacker is the true lover of wilderness. He travels with only the essentials, enjoying the outdoors for what it is. He travels through it, trying not to change it or disturb it.

My next column will be about this type. In the words of Edward Abbey, "Keep America Beautiful; grow a beard; take a bath; burn a billboard".

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