For the regular hunting man, a weekend camping trip is an adventure unlike any other, the danger of the wilderness, the sound of the night, and the cold sense of loneliness triggers an adrenaline rush quick to push away any fear. Unlike these ‘Men of Men’, who are very few nowadays, the rest of us hold on tightly to our trusty flashlights, while swinging the beam of light slicing through anything that moves or makes a sound, only to create fierce and scarier images through the shadow they create. Whether big or small, any flashlight is a suitable weapon against the night.
Following the next few nights, when the final battle with darkness comes, there is a slightly loosened grip on the trusty flashlight, that has acted like the weekend light saber, and there is a realization that “hey, it wasn’t that bad.”. On the way home from the trip there is a mention of a future trip, and once again, gripping tightly to the flashlight, the thought “Bring it on!” comes to mind.
