Stoner Engineers Go Wild

So, for the most part summer has been a lot of work, a lot of poker, and not much nature time. I decided I wanted to go solo backpacking for several reasons. It would be challenging, a little scary, and may lend to some awesome insight. Last minute, my buddy Roger decided to join me on my two day excursion to local Mt Pinos (haha, hilarious if you are 12). The hike was five miles each way and rigorous at times due to steepness and altitude (about 9000ft). It still didnt take very long to reach camp, so we had a lot of free time on our hands, most of which was spent napping. Roger suggested we use our free time to make 'supercamp'
me: "supercamp?"
Roger: "We could move rocks to build a couch!"
 
When I go out into the wilderness I have certain expectations for myself. I was a Girl Scout for eleven years, work at REI, and go outdoors fairly often. Both of us managed to forget one item however: utensils. I did bring dehydrated Katmandu curry, brownies, and oatmeal. So we had to be resourceful. I used sticks to stir food, and we used empty handi-snak containers as spoons (it was between that and a pot lid). It was challenging to get the curry out of the pouch however, but squeezing it like toothpaste is the most efficient method. All of this was pretty amusing to us, especially after smoking a couple of bowls.
We definitely heard animals outside the tent at night. At this point I thought, "I am sort of glad that someone is here to protect me". This thought was brief, because Roger started freaking out like a little girl, and I was promoted to the protector role. It was especially funny because earlier that day when I mentioned bears, Roger said, "I would punch him!" Overall, it was a fun trip, I know I could definitely handle myself in the outdoors, and look forward to a solo trip.