• Camped by Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness, June 2025

    Camped by Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness. June 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
    Camped by Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness. June 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
  • Piney Creek Wilderness, Table Rock Lake. Looking west towards Buck Hollow and Piney Creek

    Piney Creek Wilderness, Table Rock Lake. Looking west towards Buck Hollow and Piney Creek. Piney Creek Wilderness, June 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I took a short hike further east along the lakeshore to find a spot where I could see out across the lake. Where I am camped the lake is up past the trees that line the shore, making taking pictures of the view impossible.

  • Packing for four days by the lake

    Packing for four days by the lake — Piney Creek Wilderness, June 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I’m off to spend four days sitting watching the Lake at my favorite Piney Creek Wilderness camping spot. The lake is high (928.5 ft.), and the trail will be deep underwater. A lot of off-trail bushwhacking is going to be required to get to the campsite.

  • Sunday check, clean, and oil

    Sunday check, clean, and oil. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    My Sig P938 got very wet while backpacking in the rain at Hercules Glades a while back. Today, I decided to give it a good cleaning and thorough inspection.

    The screws on the handgrips were secured with blue Loctite, making them tough—but not impossible—to undo. I wanted to remove the grips to check if any water had seeped in behind them, and to inspect the mainspring without having to disassemble the entire fire control mechanism.

    I also removed the safety detent to check for rust. There was none. It’s a fiddly bugger to refit, with the strong spring twice launching it into space before I succeeded in refitting it.

  • Camped on ‘Ant Hill’

    Camped on ‘Ant Hill’. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Another day, another campsite… I’ve camped on ‘Ant Hill‘ before, but this time, I had to shift to a nearby location to avoid a dicey-looking dead tree.

  • Concrete Spring box in ‘Twin Falls Hollow’

    Concrete Spring box in ‘Twin Falls Hollow’. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I was glad to see that the twin falls were running when I arrived and took advantage of them for an au naturel shower. The plunge pool was also quite full, but I decided that a shower was enough!

    Getting down to the creek wasn’t easy, so after my shower, rather than struggling to climb back up, I decided to hike downstream along the creek. On my way, I passed the old concrete spring box, which you can see to the right in the picture. There used to be a pipe feeding water from the spring to the spring box. It’s still there—just broken and no longer connected.

  • Scenic overlook, southwest of Lower Pilot Knob. Hercules Glades Wilderness

    Scenic overlook, southwest of Lower Pilot Knob. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    In order to take this picture, I had to clamber on top of this rock.

    Colorful — even the rocks are wearing Hunter Orange. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
  • Wear and tear

    Wear and tear — That’s what over 100 days of backpacking will do. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
    April 2022 — just for comparison. Sig Sauer P938 & Alien Gear Shape Shift Holster. Copyright © 2022 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I’ve now spent over one hundred days backpacking with the Sig and the Alien Gear holster, and both are showing some slight wear from accompanying me on my trips. Considering how often my pack, and consequently my holster and gun get dumped down on stony and rocky surfaces, I’d say they are holding up pretty well.

    The plastic holster shows numerous scratches and scuff marks, and the finish on the edges of the Sig’s slide and safety switch has worn off. Additionally, the Allen screws on the grip appear to be scratched as well. This wear and tear is not surprising, as these parts are exposed to stones and rocks on the ground whenever I set my pack down.

    The odd mark on the muzzle end of the slide is just water left over from Thursday, when I hiked for over an hour in fairly heavy rain. It wiped off, no problem. I stripped down the holster—which is just a matter of untwisting the locking toggles and sliding it apart—and dried it. In future, I’ll have to remember to check for residual water in the holster after it has been raining.

    Drying out — I ended up hiking for an hour in fairly heavy rain the other day. I stripped down my holster (undid the two locking toggles) to dry the inside. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Update

    • August 2025 — I’ve just discovered that the Alien Gear ShapeShift holster system no longer includes the retention holster option shown here. When I contacted them, they stated that it had been withdrawn due to safety concerns. Call me cynical, but I think it’s because they are pushing their Level II Duty holsters and Rapid Force system. If they really had a safety concern, they should have issued a recall notice. 🙁
  • Heating water to make breakfast

    Heating water to make breakfast. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
    Ashes. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I finally got around to using my Firebox Nano wood stove—it’s been ages since I last used it.

    As expected, it worked well and left only some ashes for me to disperse.

    Below is a picture of my cooking setup, all packed away. The Ziploc bag contains a couple of fire starters—just because I’m sometimes lazy when it comes to lighting the stove—They’re stored inside my Fancee Feest alcohol stove for those times when I don’t feel like starting a fire, which, to be honest, is more often than not nowadays.

    Cooking gear packed away. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
  • Camped above ‘Deep Hollow’

    Camped above ‘Deep Hollow’, May 2025. Hercules Glades Wilderness. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
    Camped above ‘Deep Hollow’ May 2025. Hercules Glades Wilderness. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    It’s the last few days of the Spring Turkey Firearms season. Hence, all the hunter orange. Either everyone had already got their quotas, or they’d given up. I heard no shots inside the wilderness, but I did hear some turkeys on my final day 🙂

  • Bathing Pool in ‘Deep Hollow’

    Bathing Pool in ‘Deep Hollow’. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    It was too cold and too shallow for me to try out on this trip.

  • When did I grow old?

    When did I grow old? Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    It feels like I blinked, and suddenly I’ve aged — I was writing in my journal when I noticed how old my hands looked. I don’t feel older, but I now have my grandparents’ hands: the loose flesh, thin skin, age spots, and prominent veins.

    It’s a tad unnerving to be confronted by one’s advancing decrepitude.

  • Journal: Exploring some old trails, Irish Wilderness, April 2025

    Time for a change of strategy. Reviewing my last backpacking trip (See Breakfast in America: Berryman Trail revisited, March 2025), I concluded that I’d been putting a lot more emphasis on crushing miles as quickly as possible recently and not taking the time to slow down and enjoy the wilderness. My plan for the trip was different. Besides this Whites Creek Trail, there are many trails marked on the USGS map. I dedicated the trip to exploring a couple of them, looking for water sources, and seeking another campsite overlooking the Eleven Point River.

  • The trailhead parking lot was a bit crowded

    The trailhead parking lot was a bit crowded — it makes a change to find someone else at this trailhead. Irish Wilderness, April 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Trip over. I had spent three nights in the wilderness and hiked over sixteen miles. And a large number of those miles were spent bushwhacking. I confirmed two water sources and a couple of old, but new to me, trails.

    Maps & Stats

    Day One

    Day Two

    Day Three

    Day Four

    End of hike thoughts

    Holy Grail — a campsite with a view overlooking the Eleven Point River. Copyright © 2024 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    It was a good, enjoyable hike with no major issues. I didn’t even need the first aid kit, which makes a change after the last couple of hikes. I’ve definitely got some more exploring to do south of the Whites Creek Trail. There’s a hint on the maps that there might be some more old homestead ruins to be seen.

    I reckon I’ve already found the best campsite overlooking the Eleven Point River, but without checking every ridge I’ll not be sure. Maybe that’s a target for next winter.

    What worked

    It seems I’ve got everything pretty well dialed in. I’m still looking to lighten my pack weight, but thus far, all I’ve managed to do is nibble away a few grammes while I cannot part with some of the heavier items.

    • Peak Refuel dehydrated food. Overall, it was tasty, used less water than the Mountain House meals, and seemed to fill me up more.
    • Taking water from a pond. In fifteen plus years hiking in the Ozarks (and elsewhere), I’ve not taken water from a stationary water source, unless you count Table Rock Lake. The water from both the ponds I encountered, filtered and treated, was fine if a little tannin colored.
    • 10°F Under quilt and cold weather clothing. It was very nice to be warm right through the night on the coldest day of the trip. The mornings and evening were also chilly, and I was pleased to have layers to put on as it got colder.
    • My pre-trip research. Spending time pouring over the maps on gaiagps.com and studying the aerial views over time on Google Earth certainly paid off. In particular looking at the older maps hinted at where more prominent trails might still exist today.
    • GPS and Compass. Getting a bearing to a waypoint from the GPS and then using the compass to keep me on track has worked well over the years and did so on this trip too. There’s another technique you can use, where you go in the general direction you want until you hit a geographic feature — like a creek — to get a rough position fix. I find the Ozarks woodland so samey that I do not use that method, unless there is a ‘whack you round the ears,’ unmistakable and obvious feature to use.

    What didn’t work, and what I didn’t use

    • GPS and Compass. There appears to be a disagreement between my Suunto compass and my phone’s onboard compass. I paused writing this to run some tests, and discovered the Phone is between 15°-5° off, even after I recalibrated it. Just as well I don’t use my phone’s compass for navigating. Hopefully the GPS software doesn’t either. There is a 2°-5+° error in my compass, but further investigation found that to be down to me — see the Updates below
    • Ground sheet. As an experiment, I didn’t use it, and I didn’t miss it. Next to zero weight saved, but it does take up space in my pack’s back pocket.
    • Camp Light. I didn’t take my camp light, and I didn’t miss it. That’s a few ounces saved.
    • Wood Stove. Yes I took it again. See below for what I’ve learned.

    Lessons

    • Using a creek marked on the map as a way point. Yeah, the creek didn’t exist anymore.
    • Check you are following the correct GPS route. It didn’t do any harm, but I followed a route I’d set which led away from my campsite, when I should have been going back to my campsite. That was a rooky mistake. Zooming out and checking the map would have caught the error.
    • If you value your sleep and your hearing, don’t stop too near to a body of water in the spring!
    • I realized why I’m not using my wood stove. I’m taking far too much alcohol fuel (a full winter loadout), which results in me being lazy and not lighting the wood stove. I can save weight by switching back to my warm season fuel bottle.
    • Using the GPS for navigation there’s another area where errors can be introduced. Which is down to the accuracy of where I place the pins, and where within the pin image the actual coordinates lie. I’ve always assumed the bottom center of the image, but if it’s the center, then some fairly large errors can be introduced (some research is required).

    I managed to get everywhere I planned for this trip, and despite the disappointment of not finding another Eleven Point River Overlook campsite, successfully bushwhacking my way around and discovering ‘new to me’ trails was well worth the effort.

    I’m already thinking about the possibility of fitting in another trip before the vegetation, heat, and ticks get too out of hand.

    Updates

    • May 2025 — Compass. The problem with the compass was obvious, and a total ‘I could kick myself’ user error. My watch induces a 2°-5+° deviation to the left. The solution is simple: don’t hold the compass in my left hand … D’oh! It took me far too long to work that one out.
  • Back at the trail junction

    Back at the trail junction — After three days spent exploring south of the Whites Creek Trail South Loop. Irish Wilderness, April 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I had packed up camp and was on my way shortly before eleven-thirty. The hike started with my bushwhacking back to the trail and then heading east. There was a trail shown on the map that led from the trail I was on a few hundred yards to the east. I had my suspicions that the well-maintained trail I was on wouldn’t be going the way I wanted. And so it was.

    I hunted around for the junction of the trail I wanted, and couldn’t find it, so I took a compass bearing (60°E) and off I went. After a lot of slow bushwhacking, the trail finally made an appearance, and I followed it until it joined the Whites Creek Trail. After having some lunch, I went on my way, and thirty minutes later, I was at the trail junction. My hike was almost over.

  • Hammock camping in Irish Wilderness, April 2025

    Hammock camping in Irish Wilderness, April 2025. Camping near the pond may have been a mistake. The frogs and peepers were loud (80db), and didn’t stop until sun-up when the woodpeckers took over with the racket making. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
  • Trail food for the day

    Trail food for the day. Irish Wilderness, April 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Typical food for the day:

    • Protein bar.
    • Trail Mix (almonds, M&Ms, raisins, roasted peanuts).
    • Pre-cooked bacon rashers.
    • Drinks and medication (Electrolytes, caffein pills, Orange and Ginger tea, and my noon pill).
  • Breakfast

    Breakfast — A cup of hot chocolate, a Pop-Tart, and biscuits and gravy. Irish Wilderness, April 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
  • Evening light

    Evening light — overlooking the pond from my hammock, Irish Wilderness, April 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I had set up camp a hundred yards from the pond. I figured the water would attract a few animals, and I wanted to be far enough away not to disturb the wildlife coming for a nocturnal drink.

    I’ve been backpacking in the Ozarks for fifteen or so years. You would think that I would have remembered that water plus Spring equals peepers and other very noisy critters.

    Nope.

    As night closed in they became deafening. I have a sound meter app on my phone, and it recorded a maximum sound level of 80db. That’s the equivalent of loud music according to the app.

    Fortunately, I always pack some earplugs (in case an opportunity for some target practice arises). Although I was reluctant to forego the loss of my ‘situational awareness,’ my desire for sleep won, and I put them in. Bliss.

    They kept up their racket all night, only stopping at sunrise, at which point they handed the baton of noise to the woodpeckers, who busily drummed their way through the morning.

  • Getting water for the night

    Getting water for the night. Irish Wilderness, April 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
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