but I wonder why you can't love the technology of a smartphone AND love the simplicity of a firesteel,
Because I keep braking my phone trying to get a spark off it !!!

i'll just get my coat........
but I wonder why you can't love the technology of a smartphone AND love the simplicity of a firesteel,
For Android users;
My Tracks (Free) will record your tracks and show you distance, ascent profile, moving / resting / etc and can be uploaded to Google Maps for online viewing and / or sharing. Really useful - yes, it does use GPS (therefore battery) but you can tell it how often to check location to minimise battery usage.
MM Tracks ($9.99) uses Memory Map quick chart maps (QCT) which give you full OS capability on your Android phone for minimal investment if you already have the maps.
Star Chart ($2.99) gives a stunning display of the night (or daytime) sky. Point your phone at a star / galaxy / constellation / etc and the app will give you all the info about it. My Scouts love this app when we're out walking !!
Unfortuantely we (most of western society) have become addicted to handheld technology and TV and have become sedentary.
"...unfortunately we (most of western society) have become addicted to ... TV and have become sedentary..."
"...I done the most enlightening thing ever about 2 years ago. When I returned to ni I decided to not get a tv. I have not missed it once..."
It is gadgets I dont get on with - not tools!
When I am in the wilds an EPIRB is a tool - getting onto Twitter is Farcebook is a gadget
If I want to take a photo a camera is a tool - listening to canned music is gadget time...
I got to the wilder places to escape the clutter, noise and general BS of the modern world ...but I like to do it safely.
Relying on water soluble technology like phones that tend to run out of signal/battery in next to no time does not hack it for me
Toys should live in the playground, tools should survive in the wilds![]()
Do we feel vulnerable without our mobiles? I think I do? Even though I hardly call or take calls from folks, I hesitate when going out for a walk or bike ride without it, I feel secure with it. Yet for most of my life I did not have one and it did not stop me from adventure.
here's a phone that *could* satisfy quite a few of our bushcraft emergency comms needs - imagine one of these in a bothy for emergency use?
http://www.reghardware.com/2012/01/09/phone_maker_punts_aa_powered_blower/
on another side, I note no one has mentioned leatherman type multi things - tool or toy?
I thought stonehenge was an early attempt at a yurt
Wow, what I love about this forum is how apparently uninteresting posts (to my mind, and meant with no disrespect to Red Devil) prompt quite astute feedback and provide food for thought.
I'm with the Luddites on this one. Or should I say, a born again Luddite!
The only times I can ever recall being truly content is when I've been alone on the hills, in the glens or woods, paddling my canoe, fishing a river or loch, gutting a fish, skinning a rabbit, etc. And yet, for a short time, I let something come between me and the beauty of being... I was about to say "being alone", but that's not entirely true so I'm happy to leave it at that; The Beauty of Being!
There was a new woman in my life, a wonderful woman and remarkably, still there! But she's a city girl and doesn't quite understand this half-savage with a need for mountains, lonely places and wild things = dangers to her mind; so she bought me a GPS, demanded to have the numbers of people in the know and insisted I keep her informed when I'm out. Human relations are reciprocal and we comply out of consideration and respect for others.
I found myself pre-occupied with looking to see if I had a phone signal, or GPS fiddling, or screwing my eyesight gawping at the thing in the dark, or worrying whether I'd switched it off when not in use, so booting the bloody thing up again. The damned thing switches itself off, dopey!
My moment of enlightenment came when I maddened myself after having walked for a couple of hours to an archaeological site in the hills east of Annandale (a motte and baillie, which I believe may have been built by the first Lord of Annandale, the Norman, Robert de Brus in about 1124.) and had to turn back because I'd left my GPS in the car. I didn't get that far, as I realised that I had map and compass with me and knew how to use them!
I now call or send a text at a likely spot prior to leaving the car, then switch the phone off. The GPS, when I take it, lives in my rucksack where it's too much trouble to find. The sweetness of being out and about has returned to me!
I don't need canned music, I've got a hundred songs in my head and I can sing, or at least I think so. I carry my camera and my watch. The only other high-tech pieces of equipment I need are map and compass, they tell me distance, gradient, angle, height, elevation, contour... if you don't know, I won't bore you further...... What concerns me is that we're losing our pride in doing, our workman-like bearing, the value of skills and our work-ethic - The things that made us Human Beings in the first instance are seen as obsolete and Craftsmen have become eccentric curiosities.
I dropped into a local pub for a pint with a mate, and couldn't get near the bar for lovely lassies having a great time. There were 4 or 5 tables occupied by lads who fiddled with their mobile phones for the best part of the evening.
As my mate said, "They're no like us!"
We need to get ourselves back to the real world!
Cheers,
Pango.