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Shit in Woods Goes Gross to Nightmare

Photo of cathole with shit and pee in it, next to used toilet paper, baby wipes, and handheld mattock/pick. Text says, “The Dark Side of Vandwelling? Shitting in the Woods. Like a Bear.” Vanholio.com What’s the dark side of living in a van down by the river? Assault by druggies? Cops? Bears? No, it’s shitting in a hole. Today, it went from gross to nightmare ...

It Starts By Raining

I’m camped in Bridger-Teton National Forest. Beautiful site, right across from Grand Tetons National Park. But it’s dispersed camping, and there’s no toilet.

This morning, it was in the mid-40s and raining. Scattered goddamned thunderstorms all day. So, I was holding my shit, brown dog barking at my back door, waiting for a break in the rain. Then it came. The break, I mean.

Out I went, back into the bushes behind a hill, and dug a cathole. I used my minipick to dig a 6”-deep hole through the rocky soil.

That done, I take off my shorts and undies, hanging them on a bush.

Things Go Bad to Worse

Just as I’m squatting, I feel the sprinkles. Ah, shit, I think to myself, I better fuckin’ hurry this up. Hope the toilet paper doesn’t get soaked.

The loaf starts a-comin’ out of the oven. As the first piece breaks off, I realize I’ve missed the hole. Fuck. But hey, at least it’s not on my shoe, right?! So I skootch forward a bit, and keep on blasting.

Naturally, it’s not coming out in clean, dry rabbit pellets. It’s big, squishy, and sticky. Note to self: Eat less fiber, more cheese.

Fully relieved, I grab a stick and scrape the off-target poop into the hole. A tiny bit somehow gets on my finger. Great.

I chuck the stick away and pull out my roll of TP. Working through the sticky mess, wad after wad, I get to white.

Finishing up, I clean my danglies with a baby wipe and start after my bungholio. As I’ve manifestoed before, keeping a clean ass is a top priority for vandwellers.

The Prison Nightmare Begins

Cleanup done, I’m just coming out of the squat to walk over and grab my undies and shorts off the bush. Then I hear the engine and look up.
Out of 3.4 million goddamned acres in Bridger-Teton, some dude finds his way up into my business! His truck is parked right up the hill from me in my full-moon glory!

What to fucking do? Well, weren't nothin' to do. I put on my clothes, carefully stash the used TP and baby wipes into a trash Ziplock, cover the hole, gather my items, and start walking to camp.

Man steps out of the truck but says nothing. Doesn't look down at me. Don’t know if he even saw me.

Not sure I care. I guess I’m not as weirded out as I’d think I’d be. Not the nightmare I expected.

I figure if he did catch site, it’ll give him the nightmare. Or a home fapping video in his brain. Either way, that’s his fucking problem.

And if he gets any ideas, Vanholio’s got a machete. I’ll be aimin’ low, too … Snickersnack!


But It's Fucking Worth It!!!

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Look at this photo and tell me that my crazy shit in the woods weren't worth it? I mean, how much would you have to pay for real estate like this?

Besides, in the last year of van life, this is only the fourth or fifth time I’ve had to make like a bear in the woods. Vault toilets are in most parks and forests these days. And on the road and in cities, I’ve always found a john in gas stations, coffee shops, and the like.

So, yeah, shitting in a cathole sucks. But it don’t come up that often none.


4 comments:

  1. Anonymous27.6.17

    Precisely why I choose to join the Air Force, and not the Army...Usually deployed with Marines, though,and ended up shorting in holes, anyway.

    Such is life...Thanks, Vanholio.

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    1. At least I ain't got no one shootin' at me!

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  2. Anonymous23.7.17

    Lucky you if you as a van-dweller have not had to visit the woods for #2-business more than five times a year. I cannot say the same. Wife and I, both teachers, enjoy a long summer vacation which we try to spend going around with our quite old van (without a toilet) in Europe where we live. This year we have been around with our van for five weeks now (and have three more to go). And up to now I guess that we have had access to something that resembles a toilet less than 1/3 or even 1/4 of the days. Probably situation here is unlike USA as even many nature parks are not equipped with proper facilities. Then the solution often has been to pick up the roll of tp and get away to find a suitable spot where the task can be done in a decent way. Without a door to lock that may be a challenge, especially in the morning when staying at popular sites. After such experiences you will never be in doubt about being the only one with such needs. A certainly unconfirmed fact is that it seems like many van-dwellers even with a toilet in their cars even prefer going to the bushes with their needs (to avoid that the partner smells or hears? or just reduce the need for emptying the tank so often?) When we were yonger (years back) we often tried to postpone the morning call till we could pass a toilet along the road. That was no good strategy. Often we had to make a stop at a lay-by where conditions as to privacy and hygienic aspects were much less satisfying that out there in the real wilderness. Another small trick when staying together with friends is to avoid following or suggest coming with for a walk when the other obviously is about to take a stroll alone. The purpose is almost always to find a spot to take care of duties. It is not a nice experience when the upcoming daughter in law suddenly appears when sitting there with shorts at the knees. It was a traumatic incident for both of us. Some years later, when we were able to speak about it, she told that she had heard me say to my wife that I had to go to the toilet and then thought that the toilet blocks were in that direction. Luckily the incident have not made her afraid of outdoor live. She now even enjoys van-dwelling. Many stories could have been told. I shall stop here. The text is too long as it is.

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    1. Man, I'm glad the USA has more decent toilets, including in wild places courtesy of the government. Some folks over here bring portable toilets --
      http://amzn.to/2eGuYhR -- which range from simple to fancy. But I never found a need.

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