Don't be these guys when camping

[Watcher]

https://vimeo.com/55420992

I apologize in advanced for this video. It's that bad.

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and here is their blog entry, just as bad: http://www.processcreative.tv/journa...ollective-bts/

[LordDagon]

These seem like the pussiest campers that dare to call themselves wilderness adventurists. They have truck convoys and motor bikes to carry all their shit, then the brag about setting up camp. Back in my day you at least carried all your shit yourself.

[Deadpocketss]

That ain't campin'!

[Watcher]

Originally Posted by LordDagon

These seem like the pussiest campers that dare to call themselves wilderness adventurists. They have truck convoys and motor bikes to carry all their shit, then the brag about setting up camp. Back in my day you at least carried all your shit yourself.

Preach it brother.

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Originally Posted by Deadpocketss

That ain't campin'!

Amen.

[tom the pit leader]

Originally Posted by LordDagon

These seem like the pussiest campers that dare to call themselves wilderness adventurists. They have truck convoys and motor bikes to carry all their shit, then the brag about setting up camp. Back in my day you at least carried all your shit yourself.

hey, I have from a very reliable source that talking about feelings is just as hard as climbing a mountain

[Watcher]

Oh god.

[Lord Emperor Clot]

I especially liked minute five. "The sun was setting but we pressed on, our headlights guiding the way. Then there was talk about bravery and lessons learned. I am surprised they didn't bring a helicopter for air footage.
When I was about six, my dad took me up to Canada, to Great Bear lake, to introduce me to the wiles of the Northern Pike, and how good Walleye tasted on a shore lunch. Yeah, It was my dad and me, and a bunch of old doctor friends from work. The fish camp was a little cushy but you went out with a local guide in essentially a big motorized canoe. One day, we and only a few others went out at the end of the trip to get one more day of fishing in, against camp advice. We took the best guide they had, and sure enough, the weather almost killed us. Big storm off of Hundson Bay. Dad went in the bow of the boat and I hung out near the stern with the guide. Dad's seat broke with the impact of the wave action. The fishing, however, was awesome! And when we got to shore, well, I have never ever had a meal as good as that fish fried in lard on a fire after the storm passed.
In short: my friends- be careful what you and your pansy yuppie friends post on the internet. My dad and his friends could have whipped these guys any day of the week. Dirt bikes. yeah. Whatever.

[Konkrage]

When I got halfway through and realized that this was probably a one night trip I closed the video. While I don't mind the dirt bikes, everything else might as well be in your backyard.

[Captain]

I see no GPMGs or rucks.

This ain't fucking camping.

- Captain

[LordDagon]

Originally Posted by Captain

I see no GPMGs or rucks.

This ain't fucking camping.

- Captain

You should give them cigs then mow them down with your Thompson.