Our urban society has created a mental wall between us and wilderness greater than any asphalt or concrete edifice to our greatness. Even campers venture out with more junk than a space walking astronaut. The wild places were our home for more generations than this curious construction called the container; fire ember basket, brush shelter, mesopotamian city state, mega urban centers supplanting entire ecosystems and finally crematoriums to complete the circle. Nature is neutral. It has far more important concerns than trying to kill us ( though often deserved.) The native indians of Mexico's Grand Desierto didn't even bother with rabbit skin cloaks. At night they simply piled into a group huddle for warmth. My one visit there people crawled into sleeping bags inside of tents with coleman lanterns and heaters and still stayed half awake because of strange noises. I fell into such a deep sleep this miserable coyote scent marked me <img src="/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />. My preparations? When I was entertaining lady friends in university a tie hung on the door was fair warning "do not disturb." I just hang that same mental tie on a scrub oak when heading out <img src="/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />.