Some of you may be wondering what was up with that sweet-ass getup I had on in that “really really green state” I was in. Well, they were a necessity, because I hate wearing a backpack while hiking a tropical rainforest because you get this sweat stain at the small of your back even if the rest of you is dry. And that kind of inconsistency can drive a person like me to insanity. And then if you need something it’s always at the bottom of the bag and there’s always that rat’s nest of stuff in there that you have to dig through as items may have become jostled during the bumpy-ass jeep ride. So I wear it all on my person, Delta Force-style and easily accessible. Those who have gone on excursions with me will know I’ve been doing this a while.
I try to be ready for things that might happen: multi-tool, camera, spare cards/batteries, phone, other phone, binocs, water, spare pens, writing pad, food, first aid kit keys (the actual kit was at home).
Here’s the parts (mostly) to that get-up, minus the Alan Grant-ish hat (seen jauntily worn on the back of the neck in the picture).
See why I stress so much about lanyards? And bag straps and belt loops in general? This is why, people.
I really hate sweat stains.
Where is the tablet case?
When the world is ready, Dylan. When the world is ready.
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