When things fall apart

It's fun to blabber on about the butt cheeks showing through a ripped seam (that's mainly what we talk about in here), except when it happens to you. At this point the little sewing kit or roll of duct tape doesn't seem like unnecessary weight anymore.

The outdoorsman is sure about two things; the fun meter is descending fast along with the sun. The thing he's NOT sure about is where he exactly is on the map (which he left home too).