So now at age 41, I - like so many other outdoorsfolk - have basked in the gloriousness that is gear worship. Let's call it what it is. I'm not proud of it, but I am proud to have worked hard enough to own stuff that doesn't break down all the time or cause me to have open sores on my body. Good boots, good knives, and good underwear are among my most praised deities, it would seem. One interesting gear item has really escaped my worship, though - backpacks.
|New and improved version, 13 years later|
I still use this pack several times a year, and recently I somehow was tempted to replace it. I made an inspection of the pack, only to find that there is nothing wrong with it. Then I thought of where it's been with me: Barbados, Costa Rica, Florida, Mexico, Oregon, camping trips in at least 8 states, and road trips to at least 15 other states. I used it for a recent overnighter in Pennsylvania, and it will be my carry-on bag for an upcoming hunting trip to Nebraska. And then again for a two week trip to South Florida. Is this the best bag for all of these uses? Probably not. But it's been a good piece of gear that refuses to give out. And it's interesting to think that this might be the last pack of this type I might ever own. Good on you, LL Bean.
Why choose an expensive tool when a simple tool will do?