When traveling, there is always the chance for the unexpected. I think that goes doubly so for overlanding; maybe it's a chance encounter with wildlife, weather, or maybe just a cool experience with other travelers.
There are two experiences that spring to mind for me - both having to do with food (hey, fat kid likes food, okay?)
The first was down in Moab at the Chicken Corners overlook. I was doing a day trip out of town and had not really gotten into the overlanding thing yet. I met a friend in Moab who rented a Jeep and we took both rigs out. Shortly after we arrived at the overlook, a small group of Land Cruisers and a 4Runner showed up. We all talked about each others' rigs, admired the builds, exchanged stories, all while enjoying the incredible view of the river. Then one of the guys slid an ARB fridge/freezer out of the back of his Land Cruiser and produced two boxes of ice cream sandwiches, which he offered to everyone at the overlook. I had a vauge idea that such a thing existed, but had never seen one - but here I was eating ice cream in the middle of the desert, miles from the nearest outlet. I think that's when the overland seed was planted.
The second was this last weekend. Thursday night we rolled into camp and started to make dinner. The plan was to meet up with the main group the following morning. After dinner a few of us are sitting around the fire when we hear a call of "Knock knock!" from the edge of camp. Another of the group had camped up the road and had walked down to meet us and share the fire. Oh, and they brought a plate of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. Yeah, I'd seen camp ovens before but never really considered getting one because space is at a premium in the XTerra. Two days later, another driver and his daughter woke me from my sleep with warm cinnamon rolls - something they did for everyone for the next few days. Not a bad morning for a guy who planned to chow down on a can of tomato juice and a granola bar.
There are two experiences that spring to mind for me - both having to do with food (hey, fat kid likes food, okay?)
The first was down in Moab at the Chicken Corners overlook. I was doing a day trip out of town and had not really gotten into the overlanding thing yet. I met a friend in Moab who rented a Jeep and we took both rigs out. Shortly after we arrived at the overlook, a small group of Land Cruisers and a 4Runner showed up. We all talked about each others' rigs, admired the builds, exchanged stories, all while enjoying the incredible view of the river. Then one of the guys slid an ARB fridge/freezer out of the back of his Land Cruiser and produced two boxes of ice cream sandwiches, which he offered to everyone at the overlook. I had a vauge idea that such a thing existed, but had never seen one - but here I was eating ice cream in the middle of the desert, miles from the nearest outlet. I think that's when the overland seed was planted.
The second was this last weekend. Thursday night we rolled into camp and started to make dinner. The plan was to meet up with the main group the following morning. After dinner a few of us are sitting around the fire when we hear a call of "Knock knock!" from the edge of camp. Another of the group had camped up the road and had walked down to meet us and share the fire. Oh, and they brought a plate of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. Yeah, I'd seen camp ovens before but never really considered getting one because space is at a premium in the XTerra. Two days later, another driver and his daughter woke me from my sleep with warm cinnamon rolls - something they did for everyone for the next few days. Not a bad morning for a guy who planned to chow down on a can of tomato juice and a granola bar.
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