I do not know what it is, but finding quality seems to be so hard to do nowadays. I wanted to find a simple grill that went over a campfire. I have been thinking about it and never seem to be near a place when it comes to mind, until today.
The first stop on my journey was Wally World. I really dislike that place. It used to be that their advertisement chided all of the Made in the USA things that they had. Now, you cannot find anything that is. They are the reason that Levis are no longer made here. The only thing they had was a nickel plated cheap thing, made in China of course. This being the case I decided that I would check out a place that I remembered about 15 miles away.
15 miles down the road...nope, wrong memory. It is another 20 miles to the outdoors store. That store caters to hunters and fishermen and while they have camping things, it is the convenient camping. They had Coleman stoves, but nothing for “roughing it”. One of the managers told me of a place about 30 minutes further out.
1 hour and 15 minutes later (yep, longer than 30 minutes) I am in Columbus at an honest to goodness camping store (it said so right on the sign). Inside was day packs (no real backpacks), river sandals, one style of tent, and LOTS of Columbia Sportswear type clothing. You couldn’t really go camping, but you could look like you do. The nice kid at the checkout counter said to check out Ranger Joe’s outside of Fort Benning, and another 11 miles.
Going to Ranger Joe’s, I past Commando’s….there seems to be a pattern here...a military conspiracy perhaps. I went into Commando’s and they have lots of Army stuff, and some of it is way cooler than what I had access to during my tenure as a soldier, but alas, no camping gear. Continue to Ranger Joe’s.
Ranger Joe’s had less than Commando’s. I remember Ranger Joe’s from my training time at Ft. Benning. I remember them having lots more stuff then. I did get a cool single person stove that fit into the pocket on my large rucksack, and they don't even carry something like that anymore.
236 miles later, I am back at home. All I managed to get was 5 sweet potatoes and about 2 pounds of Irish potatoes, from a truck farmer on the side of the road. The food costs $6.00 and the fuel used was almost 3/4 of a tank (about $60). Man, I hope those taters are really good.
I did get out of the house for a while though.
When I returned to the house I did a little fence work, taking down some totally useless fence that the previous occupants had put up, and staked out where I want the new fence to go. A friend of mine is supposed to bring his skid steer to the house with a post driver to set the posts I have onsite. I am moving my stallion to my new location so we can spend more time training. He is currently about 16 miles away (one way) and it is not in my line of travel, so it is considerably out of the way. This will let me feel better about his welfare and then I can ride him everyday.
I still don’t know what I am going to do about a grill for my campfire. I guess I will find one online. What are the chances it is made in America?
Still being happy pursuing freedom.
-GW
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