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*enhances your /out/ing*

going out with friends, socializing, having fun, making memories, forging meaningful connections and getting ahead in life, while you are here shitposting about some outdoor gear bullshit nobody cares about on a beautiful autumn's weekend. Any last words anon before you inevitably end it?

Which ski resort will be first to open this year? A Basin has already started snowmaking!

Ultralight hikers are the biggest joke on the mountain. They roll up bragging like they’re the elite of the outdoors because they shaved 200 grams off their kit at the cost of thousands of dollars, but really, they’re just trust-fund babies playing wilderness cosplay. Every sentence out of their mouth starts with “my base weight is…” as if anyone cares. They obsess over spreadsheets and gram counts like they’re planning a moon landing, but then forget the basics: no first aid kit, no proper knife, not even a damn multi-tool. They’re the ones asking to borrow your lighter, your tape, your stove, basically turning everyone else into their personal gear supplier while pretending they’re hardcore minimalists.

And let’s be real: these people don’t actually hike. They wander just far enough to snap a staged Instagram pic of their titanium spork and their $600 ultralight tarp pitched at a bad angle, then head back to town to sip craft beer and write a self-congratulatory blog post about how they’re “living simply.” They’re allergic to actual dirt, rain, or effort. The only thing ultralight about them is their personality.

The worst part? They’re always the ones Search and Rescue has to haul out because they thought a space blanket, two protein bars, and a selfie stick counted as survival gear. Meanwhile, the people with “heavy” packs are the ones who have to hand over their food, tent pegs, rope etc. Ultralight hikers aren’t minimalist pioneers they’re freeloading disasters waiting to happen, more concerned with clout than competence. Strip away the Instagram filters and the $500 shoes, and you’re left with what they really are: clueless posers cosplaying adventurers, desperate for likes while everyone else carries their dead weight.

>Forest in the morning
Blissful
>Forest in the afternoon
Cool and safe refuge
>Forest at sunset
Etherial and calming
>Forest in the black of night
Absolute terror and fear

How do I overcome this? Exposure therapy? I was so tired by the second night of my hike it didn't matter as much but every little sound freaks me the fuck out. I'm a 28 year old 200 pound man, why does it scare me?

i have always found these to be really comforting, romantic and aesthetic

On big mountains you have established trails made in such a way hundreds of people who hike them every day don't die. On small mountains you're usually alone and instead of a trail there are just steep slopes covered with dirt that falls down under each of your steps and to descend you need to use your ass as a sledge and all limbs as brakes.

hola,onions nuevo xd
no vengo a molestar.hace tiempo queria escribir algo por aqui.y si conozco 4chan por las historias y troleo que hicieron,es historia de internet

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