I’ve been giving stealth camping more and more experience, and overall it has helped me become more in tune with nature and experiencing it.
This particular outing had me leaving the house at 6:44pm on my feet. A couple miles away laid a familiar golf course park with woodland trails and prairie habitat. My initial thoughts were to set up where the trees were of course.
A pleasant summer evening showed as the sun began to set, and disc golfers were out and about no doubt. I tried my best to avoid the pairs and groups as I walked past the meadows around the park, hiking bag packed to sleep tonight.
Finding a spot in the woodland proved tricky at first, as I knew people would be passing through here up until dark, and all the edges of the trail seemed very exposed despite all the green midsummer foliage.
A group of disc golfers, about seven or eight of them were all peering over the edge of the prairie in different spots, clearly in search of a lost disc.
The particular fella closest to me (still over 30 feet away at least) shouted “You haven’t happened to see a pink disc around here have you?” to which I declined any findings and kept walking into the shadows of the woods.
From here, it took a bit of bushwhacking through the thicket to really find any prime spots, and I settled upon a location that nestled me between the disc golf park, a wired fence and the private property of someone’s woodlot.
This was definitely concerning as I was far out of view of any disc golfers, the nearest tee about a football field’s length away through the trees. However as I scouted around was when a truck drove up to the house from the long narrow driveway. Fortunately, they did not seem to notice my presence and encroachment near their land.
With everything setup in regards to the hammock, I felt quite at home here. The cawing of crows ever present from the trees above as the last light faded out for the evening.
I opted for not using the camouflaged netting as previously done which could’ve been risky. For whatever reason, I felt that this would’ve drawn more attention versus not using the net at all. Maybe you can decide how “stealthy” my hammock blends in with the lower canopy.
Combined with my sleep mask and ear plugs setup made for a nice night of sleep. So nice in fact that it might’ve been my best ever. A solid seven hours or so of sleep might I was right at ease.
Having no alarm set and I still woke up at about 7am, just an hour after sunrise. The woodland was still fairly dark as the light began to stretch across the tallest trees around. Those same crows took no time off from cawing once again this early in the morning.
Surviving another night, I packed up everything in about 10 minutes and made the walk home. Mission is accomplished!
Have you ever “hunkered down” and stealth camped? What are your opinions or views on it? Let me know with an email or comment down below.