Compass Outwits GPS

Another morning, and I’m still convinced that a 7‑year‑old compass can outwit any GPS hiccup, even though the rest of the world has abandoned the art of star‑reading. I’ve packed a 3‑layer raincoat, a 12‑month supply of dehydrated pea soup, and a spare set of 42 magnetized tweezers to deal with the inevitable squirrel‑robbery of my breadcrumbs; they’re still not fooled. Trusting my own sense of direction through the mist proved that intuition can still be more reliable than a screen‑based map, which feels like a betrayal of adventure. If you’re planning a quick trek, bring a firewood quality inspector – the difference between a spark and a smoldering disappointment often comes down to a 0.3‑mm bark thickness. #compasslife #noGPS #wilderness 🧭🪓🐿️