Robinson Crusoe

G.K. Chesterton (the one on the left) once said, "Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese," and I think it is rightly and well said. But that's not really where I wanted to go with this. He also wrote a bit about Robinson Crusoe:

Robinson Crusoe is a man on a small rock with a few comforts just snatched from the sea: the best thing in the book is simply the list of things saved from the wreck. The greatest of poems is an inventory.  Every kitchen tool becomes ideal because Crusoe might have dropped it in the sea. It is a good exercise, in empty or ugly hours of the day, to look at anything, the coal-scuttle or the bookcase, and think how happy one could be to have brought it out of the sinking ship on to the solitary island.  

And so, I've written a poem of my own:

backpack

sleeping bag

sleeping pad

emergency blanket

tent

bandana

sham wow

50 ft nylon cord

notepad

pen

collapsible cup

spork

water purifying tablets

3 pairs of socks

stove windscreen

stove

fuel

first aid

hygiene

sunglass clipons

camera and attachments

phone

6 days worth of food?

emily dickenson

the code of the woosters

trail guide

deet

rain pants

rain jacket

cashmere sweater

long johns

two fast-wicking shirts

shorts

3 pairs of socks

2 1/2 inch knife

cap

gator

gloves

two 1-liter bottles of wter

another water bladder

headlamp

Weight without food and water: 15.7 lbs.

Weight all-together: 32 lbs