Fact is, I don’t do much extreme camping, at least by my standards. For some - like the hotel crowd, the RV set, and the cabin warriors - maybe my form of tenting is roughing it. You know, the kind where you drive your car up to the site, make camp, crack a few brews and stroll down to the lake at dawn to do some fishing.

But for me, extreme camping is a bit more, well… extreme! It has to be a situation where you carry everything you bring in on your back, in one trip. There’s a significant hike involved and some decent isolation. There’s no running water, except maybe a stream, and there’s no outhouse. Throw in some wild animals, and you have what I’d call extreme.

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