When a good friend of mine, James, noted that the weather was cool and perfect for busting, I just smiled and nodded. What, weirder things had come out of my NJ friends' mouths. When he proposed that he show me that night, I again nodded, determined not to hurt his feelings. Little did I know that when he showed up for dinner, he was going to thoroughly kick my ass in busting... a fire! The process includes three sticks, a string, a rock, some chapstick and a whole lot of muscle. After sawing for 30 seconds, James had an ember and with ten minutes a roaring fire. Me on the other hand had to give up after ten minutes of mediocre sawing and call it quits to watch the flames. It took him an entire week of camping to perfect the technique, so I'm shooting for getting it before school.
July 20, 2011
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