NRA4LIFE
WKR
Probably taking our boat out 50 miles out on the Pacific Ocean to halibut and cod fish a number of times. A couple trips into the Boundary Waters was cool too.
I did something similar at the same age, but in my frustration I only packed underwear. My adventure was short-lived.When I was 5 I ran away from home. I could only pack so much in my red Jansport backpack, but I remember my Etch-A-Sketch made the cut. Headed to the playground and used scavenged vegetation, sticks and leaves, to plug up the open side in some playground equipment so I could have a little cubby protected from the weather (it was winter but no snow on the ground). Once I got the hole plugged up I curled up and took out my possessions and looked them over and mentally said goodbye to my family. I was a new boy now, unburdened by rules and expectations of others. I was only answerable to myself.
As the afternoon turned to evening I looked out and could see the warmth of the orange glowing light escaping the windows of the houses all around, and I realized I didn't bring any food and I was getting hungry. So I went home and sheepishly entered the house and re-accepted my old life, if only temporarily. I would make better plans for my next runaway. Still working on them in fact.
Adventures plural. Every year at the end of May I do an even called the Bob Marshall Open; it's a multi-day (usually in the 100-ish mile range) event that criss crosses the Bob Marshall Wilderness Complex. Every year the start and finish point changes, what route you choose to arrive at the finish is up to you.
As it's in May snowshoes are a must to get across multiple passes, fording creek and rivers is usually the crux every year as the water is fast and high at this time of year and the weather runs the gamut (often in the same event).
I've been doing it ten years and hope to be able to do it a few more years