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By Tamia Nelson February 14, 2006
The world is divided into two great tribes:
Tossers and Hoarders. (Brits won't have any trouble guessing where my
allegiance lies.) Tossers boast that they keep nothing they don't have an
immediate use for. Hoarders, on the other hand, keep everything or
almost everything. Our garages, basements, attics, and spare rooms, not to
mention our garden sheds, fill up with stuff we simply can't bring ourselves
to throw away: broken furniture, old clothes, even plastic bottles. The
explanation is simple. Hoarders, like archeologists, find treasure where
others see only trash. Some might think the resulting clutter unsightly, I
suppose, but we Hoarders pride ourselves on looking beneath the surface of
things. Why throw something away today when it might be useful tomorrow? And
why spend money for something new when you can recycle or reuse something
old?
Tossers don't understand this line of argument, of course. They shudder
in horror when they look at the stacks of rusting coffee cans, the ripped
tarp, the bike with
no wheels, the wheels that fit no bike, the broken paddle, and the
collection of torn rubber
wellies. Tossers call all this stuff "junk." But we Hoarders know
better, don't we? Like thrifty
chipmunks, who store far more nuts than they can eat, just in case an
unscheduled Ice Age catches them napping, Hoarders are always putting a
little something aside for the future.
This pays unexpected dividends. We while away many happy hours sorting
and rearranging our hoards, reacquainting ourselves with our booty again and
again. What better way to spend a snowbound
Sunday afternoon? Admittedly, the return on our investment of time
is
well
let's say it's variable, shall we? But occasionally we
find gold among the dross. Sometimes it's as easy or as hard
as seeing a new use for a seemingly worthless bit of jetsam. One In the
Same Boat reader, Art Denney, reflecting on the proliferation of
giveaway CDs, had the brilliant idea of recycling them
as signal and shaving mirrors. At other times, however, the
transformation from trash to treasure is a trifle less straightforward. Take
two items pulled from my own hoard, for example: a heavy-duty plastic
bladder that once held five liters of California's best ten-dollar
plonk, and the only surviving panel from the nylon tarp that a mountain
microburst blew to buggery. The plastic bladder is sturdy. The fabric panel
is still sound. Surely, I think, I can make something useful from them. But
my imagination refuses to rise to the challenge. I then retreat to a hot
bath to wash the dust from my body we Hoarders are often indifferent
housekeepers and to ponder deeply on The Meaning of It All.
Suddenly, inspiration strikes. I'll make a water bag. It's a real-life
Eureka! moment. Of course, a bathtub is a good place to contemplate
the importance of water. We paddlers are aquatic animals. Water floats our
boats and buoys our spirits. And its utility doesn't stop there. Paddling is
thirsty work, and, as Jerome K. Jerome reminded readers of Three Men in a
Boat, "thirst is a dangerous thing." If we ignore its early warnings our
internal
thermostat goes haywire and our muscles grow weak. But the water on
which we travel is seldom safe to
drink. It's one of our sport's crueler ironies: even on freshwater
lakes, paddlers have to carry water along with them. And you can't carry
water in your hands, can you? Not while wielding a paddle, at any rate
and certainly not on the portage
trail. So some sort of water bag is desirable, even on the shortest
trip. After all, water is easier to disinfect in bulk. Water bags have other
uses, too. It takes a lot more than a canteen cup's worth of water to do the
dishes and clean our
bodies at the end of a long day. A water
bag is the answer. It holds more than any canteen, yet it can be rolled
up and stowed away in a pack pocket when empty. And it's versatile. Under
way, a full water bag can be lashed atop
the packs in your canoe, or on the stern deck of your kayak. (It pays to
be mindful of the added weight, however. Water is
heavy, and putting too much too high will make your boat unstable. Then
again, a filled water bag makes a good trimming
weight in a sailing
canoe.) Once off the water and on the trail, lash your water bag to a
packframe. And later, in camp, hang it from a tree limb on a lanyard.
Where is all this leading? A water bag is a very useful piece of gear.
Every paddler should have one (or two). And what is a water bag but a
bladder cradled in a fabric cover? OK. I have the bladder. I also have a
piece of fabric. I'm almost there. Guided by the light of inspiration, I get
to work. Here's my final
Bill of Materials
It's not very long. It includes these items:
A sewing machine that can cope with webbing makes the assembly job
easier, of course, but if you don't have one a sailor's
palm or Speedy Stitcher® will do a fine job. Even a heavy-duty
needle and thimble will work if you take your time. Now let's lay out
our materials and have a look at them
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