As Matt and I have done more and more camping, we have talked about delving into the world of primitive camping. He’s even looking at ways to overland his truck. We’ve measured the truck to see if we wanted to do a tent for the bed of the truck, we’ve priced the tents that go on top of the cab, and we’ve done of inventory of all the things we have in case we just want to go tent camping in the meantime.
I’m all in, as long as we have some type of toilet. I don’t care if it’s a five-gallon bucket with a pool noodle as a seat or an actual composting toilet. I guess this would be the one luxury, I cannot live without.
Tea with a Taurus 