Gear I Use And Why

After covering the big items I use in separate reviews I won’t list them here, but there countless other things I use on every trip that I wouldn’t be without. I have my gear dialed in pretty well after several years and my gear choices don’t change from trip to trip, except for my choice of quilt depending on the trip’s predicted temperatures (10* EE Convert OR 30* EE Revelation).

So this is a list of the rest of the gear I use, why I chose it, why I like it and any pros or cons I have found.


Columbia Omni-Shield Down Puffy Jacket: I mostly chose this puffy as I found it on sale and it fit well. The silver dots (the omni-shield) compliments the down and helps to reflect the heat back towards the body. It is light-weight and moderately warm but does leak feathers. The sleeves have a synthetic lycra cuff vs elastic in the ends of the sleeves themselves and I really like that aspect. Overall this jacket has only been good into the 50s, for a skinny girl like me, with a t-shirt and my fleece base-layer.


LL Bean Ultralight 850 Down Jacket with hood in Mulberry: With my Columbia jacket only being good down into the 50s I was in the market for something warmer but still light that could take me into the 30s or at a pinch, high 20s for early alpine mornings and cold evenings. With a little research I decided on the LL Bean Ultralight as being the best puffy for my needs. I had looked at the Mountain Hardwear Ghost Whisperer but it was more comparable to my Columbia jacket in weight and warmth. After a couple of trips with this jacket it held up to the reviews and has been extremely warm and comfortable. The fit is perfect and I love the mulberry color. Don’t be afraid to look outside the standard down-gear providers to find a product that works for you. I have found no negatives with this puffy except that being warmer it is heavier.


Salomon Speedcross 3 or 4 Trail Runners: After one day hike in LE duty boots I was convinced to move to trail runners. My first choice had been the Salomon XD trail runners but they slipped in the heel and I ended up with tendinitis in my left Achilles tendon. I replaced the XDs with the Speedcross 3s, and then this year with a pair of the 4s. What I like about these trail runners is the superior grip of the lugs on the soles, although they don’t walk very well on pavement.  I really like the speed lacing and find that the kevlar laces stay secure and don’t slip. Others may not like the brighter colors of the Speedcross but my hiking clothes tend to be bright and vivid for safety reasons but they do come in more muted colors for those who prefer. The updated model 4 has better designed lugs and uses a slightly tougher, stiffer rubber for the outsole. They are a narrow shoe which works great for me as I have narrow feet but won’t be comfortable for those with wider feet. They run small; I usually wear a 6 1/2 -7 but wear a 7 1/2 in these.


Dirty Girl Gaiters: For those not familiar with Dirty Girl Gaiters they are a light-weight lycra gaiter used to keep debris out of trail runners. They are not water proof. I chose DG gaiters after reading many, many recommendations and sung praises from people who use them. They come in dozens of patterns to choose from to suit any taste and several sizes to fit the smallest to largest feet. I have found them easy to keep clean and they have been great to keep the debris out of my shoes…when I have gone without them I have definitely noticed a difference and have had to stop repeatedly to empty out rocks and sticks and leaves. No cons; I am still on the first pair I bought 3 years ago.

Darn Tough Socks: Made in Vermont, USA and come in a variety of shoe sizes, not just “Fits Size 4-12”. Because of the more exact sizing they don’t bunch and fit perfectly which means less or no blisters. They are extremely comfortable and durable and come with Darn Tough’s Lifetime Warranty.

Ibex Women’s Bikini Brief: Made of wool so wick moisture and wool has some antibacterial and antimicrobial properties that limit the stink. Comfortable and fit like my regular everyday Hanes cotton underwear. I have no issues with riding up while hiking. The two issues with these are the cost and the sizing; they are very pricey so I reserve them only for backpacking, and they are sized extremely small. I wear a small (5) in Hanes but in these I have to wear a Large which makes no sense.

Other Hiking Clothes: Cheap Walmart fleece base layers for top and bottom. Cheap Danksin capri leggings from Walmart…I have fallen and put holes in the knees a few times so don’t like to spend too much money on them. Cheap Danskin sports bra from Walmart. Cheap Danskin fleece sweat shirt from Walmart. Walmart gloves and beanie. Buff-brand neck wrap.



Black Diamond Ergo Cork Hiking Poles: I started out hiking with Cascade Mountain Tech hiking poles which were a good, inexpensive pair of poles that I went with because of this review done by Andrew Skurka. However I decided to upgrade to the BD Ergo Cork poles in 2018 and have found them to be a good pole. They are aluminum vs carbon fiber which means that carrying them is a little chillier on the hands when not using them for actual hiking. I like the ergonomic design of the hand grips at a slight angle and they feel comfortable in my very small hands. The angle didn’t seem to be a problem for putting up my Duplex. The wrist straps were also soft and comfortable but I did find that they slipped more than they should and became loose so I was often re-tightening them.



Two things I don’t like about these poles: 1) The paint: Being aluminum they are painted/powder coated which will chip and scratch easily and being that they are black it shows very quickly. Also, if the poles are not dried properly you will lose the the length markings as if they are being dissolved by the water. I learned this the hard way and was informed by another hiker about the reason to keep the poles dry. 2) The adjustment mechanism: It is a screw and not a nut you can tighten with your hand fingers like on the Cascade Mountain Tech poles which means that if you need to tighten them up you need to carry something to do it with. Thankfully my cat hole trowel and my Ti spoon can both do the job just fine. The adjustment is also tricky as too tight and you won’t be able to close the flick lock (especially with cold fingers), and even a little too loose and the poles will collapse (it happened to me). I did not have this problem with the Cascade Mountain Tech poles.


Snow Peak Ti 900ml Pot: Fits a 220ml canister and half of a quick dry Sea to Summit small towel. I did not like the frying pan lid and now use the lid from my heavier Solo Stove. Fits inside homemade reflectix pot cozy. I wish the handles were a little longer as they get very hot when heating anything.

Snow Peak Giga and mini Bic lighter: Along with my Ti spoon the Snow Peak Giga is the only piece of original gear I have and I use it often. It is simple, packs small and unlike most other backpacking stoves it has four arms to hold the pot vs three which makes it more stable when heating. A mini Bic lighter fits perfectly in the plastic case with it so I don’t lose it and is pretty much infallible for a lighter.


Ti Long-handled Spoon: One of the few pieces of original backpacking gear I was given that first got me interested in this hobby. I still love it and find the long-handled, medium head invaluable to any trip. One of the best pieces of gear I have been given.

Sawyer Squeeze Water Filter and Evernew 2L Soft Bottle: The Sawyer Squeeze is fast, reliable and convenient. I purchased the couplers so it can be attached directly to a Smart Water bottle to make it even easier. It can’t be allowed to freeze so if low temperatures are expected it should be kept in your sleeping bag with you (in a Ziploc of course). The bags it comes with don’t last and are pretty useless (I blew one by back-flushing) which is why I bought the Evernew bag which last better but certainly aren’t perfect. The first Evernew I had developed a leak at the neck due to user error (not holding the neck while tightening the filter or the cap) and the second developed a small hole in the bottom of the bottle due to material fatigue. I still think they are worth the money and are far better than other choices. The cap is not leak-proof so I replaced it with a Smart Water bottle cap.

QiWiz Big Dig Shovel: Small, light, does a great job of digging cat holes. Doesn’t bend or break under pressure. Cuts through roots very well. The handle is a little sharp on the hands if much pressure is needed to dig a hole. You can find them here: QiWiz


MSR Groundhog Mini tent stakes: Light, solid and grip well. I prefer these over the longer stakes as you are less likely to run into buried rocks with a shorter stake. Even when I have hit rocks and put all my weight on the stake it has not bent or broken. They have remained in the ground and kept guylines tight even in high winds and unexpected crazy wind gusts during thunderstorms. In boggier or softer ground (such as the Scottish Highlands) I would choose to carry and use the longer full-length MSR Groundhog stakes but the Minis do great for most alpine and rocky conditions.

Thermarest Compressible Pillow: Doesn’t compress anywhere as small as a down pillow but has much more support. Doesn’t squeeze or crinkle like an air pillow. Generally comfortable if a little too supportive at times but wouldn’t trade for the world when it comes down to being comfortable to sleep and getting a good night of rest.

Other Gear: Trash compactor bag for pack liner, mini GorillaPod tripod, Sony DSC HX80 camera, minimal FA kit (band aids, ibuprofen, Imodium, alcohol wipes, tent repair kit, extra Bic lighter, chapstick and knowledge), TP and 1/2oz liquid soap or sanitizer, lightweight folding knife.

Separate review of the DeLorme InReach coming soon. (Older model)

Backpacking the Wind River Range, August 2018 – Part 3

Day 5

About 10:30 last night I felt Kye growl against my leg and then I heard her. She was alert and there was something beyond the area we had tied the food bags that she didn’t like. Then she barked…there was definitely something out there as she never barks otherwise. I hollered at Jerry but neither of us heard anything. He got up to check out the area but still nothing. Kye finally relaxed and we went back to our sleeping bags. It was still a little unnerving as I completely trust my dogs’ instincts…they’ve never let me down yet.


We awoke to a chilly morning but with blue and cloudless skies, finally. There was a thin layer of ice on the water in the dogs’ bowl and Colby had ice on his tent. I had a small amount of condensation but nothing my camp towel couldn’t handle. My quilt was the wettest it had been on this trip so far but it quickly dried in the morning sun.


We left Summit Lake and climbed through the trees until we were once again above treeline. We wouldn’t be facing any more large passes and we climbed in and out of small alpine valleys and saw dozens of alpine lakes all surrounded by the majesty of various Wind River peaks. Each day was just getting better and better as far as the scenery went and I was quickly running out of words to describe just how amazing it was…things were starting to get a little repetitive on the vocabulary front in trying to describe how amazing everything looked.


Finally we climbed out of our last mini valley and looked out towards Elbow Lake, and in the distance the backside of some of the jagged spires of Titcomb Basin…there are truly few words to describe the view. Photos couldn’t do it justice although we took an awful lot in an attempt to capture the beauty and serenity of the landscape. Sadly smoke from Montana fires inhibited the views slightly but at least we could see them.




For a couple of miles the trail wound between black-rock tarns of clear water before finally rounding the corner and circumnavigating Elbow Lake. We stopped for lunch just above the creek crossing and then hiked up and over a small pass to look down on Upper Jean Lake. The views remained staggering and we were now much closer to the serrated teeth of the peaks of Titcomb Basin and they truly were jaw-dropping. We said goodbye to that valley and dropped down to the valley of Lower Jean Lake. The views were still gorgeous and we could see glaciers on the peaks to the south but the peaks didn’t quite match up to those we had just passed. Jerry kept swearing he was done taking pictures, and said so at least a dozen times…right up until the next view came into sight.



With Lower Jean Lake at our backs we crossed the bridge at Fremont Crossing where the guys got all gushy about meeting Andy Bentz as we got water. Rarely does one run into a hiking legend on the trail (who also owns the company Pa’lante packs) but we did and we chatted for a while about backpacks and various trails as everyone loved on Kye and Cody and took pictures of them. As we crossed the bridge the guys lamented about not having taken a picture with Andy and I made a comment relating the situation to Justin Beiber and teenage girls.


With our celebrity meeting out of the way we hiked on. Black clouds were appearing and rain was looking imminent. I pre-empted the coming storm and put on my poncho as the guys pulled on rain jackets. Of course the rain didn’t end up being as bad as it looked but one does get a little gun-shy after an experience like we had on day 3 and we hid under a tree for 10 minutes while the worst of it passed and the sun came out.


Very quickly we were removing rain gear and sweatshirts in the hot sun as we hiked on. The now-glistening rocks made for a very pretty view. More rain clouds were coming in as we reached the turn-off for Island Lake and Titcomb Basin and I quickly put my poncho back on before the rain started to fall again.



With the first drops of rain we looked for a suitable campsite for the night but they were few and far between as level, dry ground within the area’s camping requirements was minimal. I waited out the rain beneath some pine trees where we thought we might camp with the dogs and the packs while Colby and Jerry checked out other possibilities.


In the end we stayed put and got tents set up just as the sun was coming out…just long enough, and with a decent-enough breeze to dry everything out. Of course the sun didn’t stay for too long and came and went all evening. It made for a chilly couple of hours before bed but we all curled up under our quilts and Jerry and I talked as he ate his cold re-hydrated meal (not appealing when you want something hot at the end of the day).


Finally it got dark enough to head to bed and the wind died down making it a cold, clear, crisp night.

Day 6

I slept pretty rough last night. I woke while it was still dark with a raging headache and something that felt similar to the flu. I fumbled around with my first aid kit cussing that the superglue had leaked and melted everything plastic. Thankfully the ibuprofen was still good and I downed a few and finally fell back to sleep.

I slept until 8:30am, and while it was needed it was was to our detriment as we got nailed with ticket from the NF rangers for camping too close to the trail. I was awakened by rangers’ voices chatting with Colby and Jerry. Big Oops. I waited until they left before I let the dogs out and extricated myself from the tent…I still wasn’t feeling great.


We finally left camp just before 10am to hike into Titcomb Basin. The trail went by Island Lake and it was definitely the busiest place we had yet seen. I was having serious pain in the gluteus muscle in my right hindquarter and only hiked to the beginning of the basin, half a mile beyond the trail junction with Indian Pass. It was close enough for me to appreciate it and really feel small in the grand scheme of the range.


The jagged peaks of Titcomb Basin were like teeth grating against the sky and were certainly some of the most impressive I have seen. I enjoyed the views and the sun for an hour while Colby and Jerry headed deeper into the basin.



Around noon I loaded back up, talked a passing group into relaying my destination information to the guys and headed west. It was slow going as every step upward with my right leg was painful and I figured the guys would catch me sooner rather than later. I stopped often, taking very pleasant naps in the sun at Island Lake (where I also had lunch) and Little Seneca Lake.


I talked to more groups about passing on my destination information, and probably told the first ten groups I passed…I didn’t want to miss connecting with the guys before we camped.

I usually don’t choose to be alone in grizzly bear country, even with minimal bear presence (hence this being a group trip), but the trail to Titcomb Basin is one of the busiest in the Wind River Range and thus I felt safe enough to hike alone.


With a few more stops on a trail that followed the edge of Seneca Lake, and couple of short and steep climbs I finally reached Hobbs Lake around 5pm…it took me that long to hike such a short distance with the pain in my leg. I found a great campsite with room enough for three tents far enough off the trail and away from the lake to be legal. It was a gorgeous spot looking over Hobbs Lake, although sadly it was also extremely busy and there were a few loud groups but at least we had a site…many groups came by looking for a camping spot and struggled to find one.


Colby showed up thirty minutes later just as I was starting to put up my tent. We both cooked and waited for Jerry to arrive, which he did around 7pm…later than expected, but understandable as he had spent considerable time exploring the end of the basin and the route to Knapsack Kol.

The night drew in quickly and it hit me that this would likely be the last camping night I would spend in the US before returning to the UK. The week felt like it had flown by but Monday night felt like it had been an age ago. I was ready for the trip to be over as I was ready for a hot meal (of real food), a shower and a beer but I was also sad that this was the end and I was only too aware than just 6 miles lay between me and my truck.

Day 7

For the second day in a row we awoke to zero condensation inside our tents or on our quilts. It was a still morning but the breeze was picking up quickly and it was cold…it smelled like snow. With as busy as Hobbs Lake was it was difficult to find some privacy, let alone find some soft ground in which to dig a cat hole…so I was out of bed briefly at 6:45am to take care of business in the best place I could find without an audience.

For the second morning of the trip I left my base layers on but I also left camp earlier than the others, at 8:15am, to get a head start. I knew that Colby and Jerry would catch up pretty quickly and I hiked fairly slow. The first hour was ups (which really slow me down) and downs and within an hour they had both caught up.

The scenery was minimal, compared to what we had been hiking through recently, and we passed a few lakes, crossed a few meadows but mostly the last six miles were flat, easy and surrounded by trees (it would have been a much easier first day if we had hiked in a counter-clockwise direction). We passed a lot of groups going in, most with packs many times larger than ours (especially Colby’s and Jerry’s), who all looked and smelled very fresh…we all knew we smelled appalling at that point.

Finally, just after 11am we arrived back at the trucks and had a celebratory soda, beer, Red Bull…or all together…before we headed into Pinedale.

Once more we ended up at the Gannet Peak Lodge (where we had stayed last year), a clean and moderately-priced motel (for the area) where more beers were consumed, much-needed showers were taken for long periods of time and pizza was ordered. We spent the afternoon relaxing and enjoying mindless entertainment (watching Deadpool) before heading out for dinner to the Wind River Brew Pub again (another repeat of last year).

Monday morning Jerry and I said goodbye to Colby as he headed home to eastern Wyoming. Jerry spent most of the morning getting ready for his next hike…a 10 day excursion back into the Wind River Range to do Andrew Skurka’s Wind River High Route with another member of White Blaze (whose trip report and pictures can be found here). I helped with shuttling but headed back to the Bighorns on Tuesday morning after a final night of camping with Jerry and Pat.



The 2018 trip was so different from the 2017 in many ways and not just because of the route. The dynamic of the people can make or break a trip and this year was just as good as last year albeit in a different way. The scenery was definitely more spectacular and the trail was certainly tougher. We picked the toughest uphill climb to do on our first day (to the detriment of one of our party) and got rained on (and thus very cold) to the point that it was getting dangerous for myself and made that particular day far less enjoyable than it could have been.

For the first time on a backpacking trip I consistently drank the water without filtering. I do not necessarily condone or recommend this for other hikers but it was a choice I made after my experience in the Wind River Range last year. The sources I didn’t filter were only fast-flowing high alpine streams and creeks that had a very, very low risk factor. I did filter when the only water source was from lower-elevation lakes or slow-moving rivers (so for the first 48 hours, the Green River and Hobbs Lake). I would do the same thing again but having a filter or chemical treatment back-up is vital.

As with other multi-hiker trips backpacker talk centered around things like Dyneema count, quilt comparisons, pros and cons of cook vs no-cook, cat holes and poop, trail habits, trail names…and how a backpacking date would tell you all you ever need to know about someone. There is no hiding anything on a backpacking trip…if you have a wedgie you fix it, everyone makes prolific use of the “farmer blow” and everyone knows when you have to poop.

This particular backpacking trip was very bittersweet for me. It was my last trip in the US before my move back to the UK but it was also amazing and I’m glad that this particular trip WAS my last one as it leaves me with some amazing memories. As mentioned last year the bond I created with Doug and Jerry continued this year; Jerry was there right along with me and we both missed not having Doug with us and lamented his absence. Colby was a lot of fun to have along and definitely added a positive and fun vibe to the group. Who knows where the next trip will take us, but we are already contemplating the TGO Challenge in Scotland.