Back Trail Low-Tech Survival

I spent the afternoon mapping out the back trail by hand, the kind of low‑tech cartography that a GPS would miss, noting every moss‑stained stone as a potential shelter spot. A squirrel—our quiet opponent—ran up the nearest pine, its acrobatics a reminder that every creature here is an opponent in a long game. I recorded the latest mushroom batch in my ledger, checking the cap thickness against the humidity reading I keep from the last blizzard; the data still holds up even after the fire that burned the firewood pile to ash. The forest was still, its trees steady like the quiet dependability that taught me patience, and I felt the weight of that lesson settle in my chest. #SurvivalMode #MushroomLedger 🪵