kinda missing the whole point aren't they?


The last pad I got was closed cell. Pi's article gets it right they are comfortable and rugged but bulky to pack.

I just got an ultra light inflatable pad for my birthday. It's the size of a liter water bottle when folded up. We'll see how it works in a few weeks. On the living room floor, it's comfortable, very warm, and a bit loud.

This is why, during the 1854 Broad Street cholera outbreak, brewery workers did not contract cholera:
I'll be brewing on Thursday. The first time since my divorce Hejira ended.

Back in my bike mechanic days, people were still touring. One day we mechanics were spec'ing out our dream touring bikes discussing what braze-ons we wanted for racks and water bottles and other accessories. The manager said his ideal touring bike had only one pair of braze-ons right on the top tube, for his credit card. Bike from hotel to hotel, sleep in a nice warm bed and have a hot shower.

He was (still is. actually) all about biking.

I have tried about six different pads and nothing tops my green closed-cell ensolite pad. Mine got destroyed/lost/given away by Kali. I would like to find another. Perhaps I can just find a foam supplier and get some closed cell neoprene, which is what I think they were made of.

If you're concerned about using an inflatable on rough ground, you can put a Spectra or Kevlar drop cloth under it:

http://www.ebay.com/itm/1500-Denier-...QAAOSwHMJYG8XS

http://www.ebay.com/itm/3000-Denier-...3D302283988743

good call.

I am stealing that picture Bruce. I think it was Pam who said she would rake up leaves for the pad under the tent.
I have done that many times. Often wondered what the next camper thought when they saw that square of leaves on the tent pad.

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You don't practice "leaf no trace?"

I practice trace no leaves.

Gotta know what you want.

My touring bike has been hanging a long time.

Snek! Snek! Don't fall for the old suck out the poison trick, ladies.

Thats the old joke where two buddies are in the woods and one gets bit on his pecker. The other runs to town to find help. They said to suck out the poison.

He goes back to his buddy and says, man you gonna die.

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If you get stranded on a South Sea Island you should know how to open a coconut.

Treading water and fighting gators...