By Cameron McKirdy
I’ve had my hippie van for a week, and have burned through tanks of petrol. Β I’ve found several spots to crash out for a night or longer that are free places to stay, and I’m willing to share this and more with you today – only on Survival Bros.
The first type of location I scouted out are places open 24 hours to the public. Β There aren’t many in small towns, but large grocery stores are a good start. Β Be on the look out for other campers, and recreation vehicles at the far end of parking lots. Β If you had to spend a night car camping in city limits, this isn’t a bad choice, because you probably won’t be hassled. Β Don’t forget you can always post up, and get some ZZZ’s at Rest Stops. Β I spent a night this week the parked at one. Β You’ll have access to the bathroom at all hours, trash, and potable water (in some cases). Β
Camping in a van solo can be lonesome. Β So I made an effort to hangout with other preppers, this time way outside of the city. Β The VW van, which I’ve named Shaggy, has been mobbing hard, so I felt comfortable driving to BLM land in the Clatsop Country Forest. Β I have AAA towing up to 100 miles, so I have no fear going off the grid. Β However, I still had cell phone service in the mountains, thanks to a well-placed tower. Β Two bros of mine led me to Lost Lake this week for a getaway. Β It’s stocked with thousands of trout begging to be plucked from the depths. Β I watched my buddies fish for a few hours, while I played with the dog, and poured drinks. Β I brought rum, and sparkling cider. Β The Martinelli’s was an excellent chaser.
Camping at the lake, or in the parking lot is prohibited, so we made our own spot down another gravel road. Β The lookout was spectacular. Β Below you can see a valley, and the Nehalem river. Β Which you can watch me and my Dad raft by clicking this link to YouTube. Β The fish were cooked on a spit for an hour or so, and tasted delicious. Β I wanted to take a bite out of the side of a raw fish, but I will save the sushi for when I’m being trendy in town. Β Wasabi, soy sauce, and ginger are a must anyways.

I didn’t feel like waiting for food to cook, so I grabbed two bags of Mountain House food, and heated water on my portable butane camp stove. Β It took four minutes to get it boiling. Β Then I opened the food pouches, and dumped the water right in. Β I resealed the grub, and in eight minutes I was ready to chow down. Β Now normally I would share, or save some of a feast this size, but I went beast mode, and devoured both bags. Β I combined the Mountain House biscuit and gravy meal, with scrambled eggs and bacon. Β It was terrific! Β I forgot to pack utensils though, so I used a six inch blade to carefully shovel calories into my face. Β In case you are wondering, the knife I used is called the COAST F611. Β It’s a survival tool I’ve been playing around with a lot lately, and I like it.




Β Dinner is served! Β Even our dog got some fish.

Fire looking cool.

Tactical Gypsy made his own coffee cup in the morning from a beer can.

Shaggy the VW Vanagon is a tank, and handled the gravel roads like a boss.Β

In the A.M. my two bros, the mutt, and I went back to the lake. Β I was busy getting fishing tips, journaling for fun, and doing basic breathing and stretching techniques. Β I love my yoga! Β We walked a trail skirting the water, and attempted to hook more gilled vertebrates. Β The fish were teasing us. Β Jumping out of the water and splashing near us. Β We did see one breach the surface and smack into a floating log. Β That was funny. Β Not amusing was the dog getting all muddy and wet, then coming right up to me to shake off. Β Of all the places. Β I almost took a swim, but decided to save that for another time. Β I didn’t need a bath that bad. Β Besides, have you ever seen a clean hippie? Β More from the road soon friends. Β Best wishes.Β

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