hiking with booze?

I’m for it, of course.

The greatest backcountry boozer I’ve hiked with is Kelly Mock, then living in Whitehorse, Yukon. It was Kelly that carried a “Bubba” (mini keg of beer) over the Golden Staircase to Happy Camp on the famed Chilkoot Trail in Alaska.

Arriving on the solstice, Kelly bought a round for the house at Happy.

He’s been one-upped.

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Michael Popov
carried 20lbs of beer up 4,000′ of Mt. Whitney, the highest peak in the continental USA. He was doing some kind of loco carbo loading / altitude acclimatization for his record breaking unsupported John Muir Trail run. (4 days, 5 hours and 25 minutes from Mount Whitney to Yosemite Valley)

This is mentioned in Aaron Sorensen’s trip report from both Michael’s and his attempt that year.

Leave a comment if you’ve seen a greater feat of trudging alcohol up hill.

Here’s beer for you wimpy lightweight backpackers. (Treehugger hates this.)

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Incidentally, Aaron Sorensen will be starting June 28th an attempt on the Unsupported Record on the Lake Tahoe Rim Trail. No one has claimed this record yet. Aaron is looking at 55-60hrs for the 168 miles.

3 Replies to “hiking with booze?”

  1. Green ginger wine, port or Contreau seem like a better idea (not combined), Contreau only for those not suffering from the GFC.

  2. Ricky, you seem to have forgotten your own exploits in this area. I remember one hiking trip in the Rockies where you packed two, two-litre pop bottles, one filled with cheap tequila and another full of rotgut Potters white rum. That might not quite match the volume and weight of a five-litre beer keg but it’s probably five times the alcohol content, which I believe should count for something in this competition.

    And don’t forget, to flavour these vile spirits you dumped packets of Crystal Lite – lemon-lime flavour for the tequila (which became our “field margaritas”) and wild berry flavour for the rum (which ultimately became squirrel feed, but that’s another story).

    And then there’s the time Rocco and I took a helicopter up to Lake Assinaboine. My backpack was so loaded with booze that the chopper couldn’t take off and had to offload it and come back for it later.

    1. Thanks Ron. I was counting on someone else to trumpet our own Backcountry Boozer exploits. Modest as we are.

      It was tequilla bullet and vodka bullet, however.

      Only an idiot would carry a rum bullet on a hike.

      🙂

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