ok, my friend just came back from camping in the Alleghany Forest and was talking about some people in the woods, and some sort incident involved going number two. The branch broke and the kid fell, i guess into number two. So i googled the subject and could not believe what city people do in the woods. Who is teaching these people this crap. And we are worried about these people coming out into the country leading some kind of commie revolt,

Here are the best positions for pooping in the woods

https://grist.org/living/how-to-poop-in-the-woods/

ORANGUTAN HANG
HEAD ON BUDDY DUMP
ARM LOCKED

If you need a video to tell you how to do that, you should probably rethink going into the woods at all.

I'm at a loss for words.
It's true that some people can't squat, due to bad back or bad legs.
But, Buddy dump?
Not unless someone is disabled.

Those people are either gay or idiots, or maybe gay idiots. If you can hang on to a buddy then you can hang on to a tree and do your business in private. I noticed there were plenty of trees in the pics.

I'd let go of the guy crapping about half way thru.

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Most of us would never get that far along in the process.

In winter you have to be careful not to drop a tollie on the back of your snowshoes-it will follow you around.
One good thing though,at 50 below you dont need arsewipe-you just snap it off.

"How to sh-t in the woods", A book's actual title, has nothing like those in it!

There is nothing wrong with leaving TP in the woods. Possums gotta eat too.


I have left tons of TP on the ground in AZ. In the morning there is not s speck left. The packrats take it for their nests.
Can't smell any worse than their nest either.

"And we are worried about these people coming out into the country leading some kind of commie revolt"

My thoughts exactly; what a bunch of nut jobs.

I was a little suspicious of the source so I Googled "Grist magazine". Yep I was right, an environmentalist magazine published in Seattle. No surprise.

I was thinking the same thing Boco. 'Bout the time your poo buddy was holdin' on and the blessed moment begins, your buddy gets a cell phone call and the tyranny of the urgent occurs.
The buddy lets you go.
You fall backwards.
Landing in your accomplishment.

Better to grab the front deer guard of the truck, a tree, or a passing elk.
None of these are swayed by tyranny like humans.

Lucky or smart is the trapper, who has a good diet and 1 morning cup of coffee regularity. 1 cup of coffee in, gets a tug on the poop string, and done for the day. Never any fast food lunches while running traps.

Excuse the ignorance please, I recognize the feller in the ball cap. But the ID of the chubby guy wearing his drawers only escapes me....

Somebody makes and sell a toilet seat that fit's into the towing receiver socket, brilliant!

That's the one and only Boco.