Backpacking In The Sleeping Bear Dunes
by Steve Gillman
I was backpacking in the
Sleeping Bear Dunes. It was March, so when I made it through
the woods and over the dunes, I'd have miles of beach to
myself. It was an over-nighter, a chance to test new ultralight
backpacking equipment. I hiked the wooded hills quickly,
enjoying the cold air.
Halfway through the forest, I stopped to cook noodles.
The cheap 3-ounce pot was from a dollar store, and it worked
fine. I was happy, because from the catalog
descriptions, the expensive
titanium pots are all heavier, probably because they're too
thick and with too many gadgets.
I had to use a small twig-fire when my homemade alcohol stove
didn't provide enough heat. I later learned that isopropyl
alcohol doesn't burn as hot as the alcohol used for a gas
additive, but the twigs worked in any case.
Backpacking On The Beach
After eating, I hiked to Lake Michigan, and sat up on a large
sand dune. I watched the waves push ice up onto the empty
beach. Coyotes began to howl in the distance, and the clouds
rolled in. I was on the beach looking for petoskey stones when
the snow began. Backpacking in March has its risks.
I was in running shoes, and it would be below freezing that
night. In northern Michigan, March is definitely part of
winter. My feet stayed warm while I hiked, but I hadn't planned
on them getting wet. At least I had a pair of warm, dry socks
for sleeping.
Ultralight Backpacking Equipment
It was the first time I used my GoLite Breeze backpack, which
weighed only 13 ounces. I was hiking with about nine pounds on
my back, and that only because I threw in some canned food. I
was going light, but I knew the forests here and felt
comfortable with my abilities.
My down sleeping bag was a 17-ounce Western Mountaineering
HighLite. It was the first time I would use it below freezing
(It hit 25 degrees fahrenheit that night). Fortunately, it
wasn't too windy.
At the edge of the forest, behind the dunes, I set up my small
tarp. I piled pine needles and dead bracken ferns under it,
finishing just as it became dark. This made a warm mattress,
and I slept well, listening to the coyotes, and to the waves
pushing ice around in the lake.
In the morning I was happy to see only a dusting of snow. My
one-pound sleeping bag had been warmer than my three-pounder -
and I thought that was light. I poured alcohol in the cut-off
bottom of a pepsi can (my 1/2-ounce backpacking stove) and made
tea. After some crackers I was soon hiking in my mostly-dry
shoes, along the Lake Michigan shoreline.
Backpacking Lessons Learned
I ended my trip that afternoon, with a hike to the village of
Empire, seven miles away. I was mostly satisfied. Only two
problems: My tarp was too small, and the alcohol I brought was
the wrong type.
After backpacking in Michigan for years, I know it well. I know
where to find dead grass and bracken ferns, for example, to
make a warm mattress in a few minutes. Knowledge, obviously,
can be as valuable as expensive backpacking gear.
About the Author
Steve Gillman is a long-time backpacker, and advocate of
ultralight backpacking. His advice and stories can be found at
http://www.TheBackpackingSite.com
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