In my two previous posts about my overnight hike at Raccoon Creek State Park (Part One Here & Part Two Here) I mentioned that once we had arrived at the backpacking shelters our evening was fairly uneventful. Well, that was untrue, but the events of that evening had not much to do with my review of RCSP so I felt it only proper to leave them unmentioned until later. Now I'll iterate my misadventures of that evening.
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I want to come back in the summer. This looks like a beautiful park! |
After we had finally sorted out sleeping arrangements and gotten ourselves unpacked we set about to collect firewood. Not far from the firepit was a very conveniently downed tree. I grabbed my backpacking axe (it is a Gerber Camp Axe which I had bought from Smokey Mountain Knife Works while on my Honeymoon) and set to work chopping some limbs for our fire.
Two things to note: One, I keep that ax sharp. Extremely sharp. It is a light weight axe and as such it needs a sharp edge so that it bites into the wood. Two, it is a light axe; it will bounce off once in a while no matter how sharp you make it.
As I was chopping, the head bounced. It skipped off the log and I felt it hit my pinky finger on my left hand, then bump my left thigh. I looked, finger didn't hurt, pants were not cut, everything is good. I went back to chopping.