Before you even consider looking through the rest of our site, ask yourself this question:

Would I cry if I had to wake up one morning in the freezing cold, quickly throw on my day old underwear, slide my feet into slightly damp boots, crawl out of my tent into the pouring rain, run into the mess tent, shovel down breakfast, hastily prepare a lunch, hop on the bus and notice that somehow the black flies have found safe haven inside my clothes, tape up my fingers with duct tape, and then think to myself “I can’t wait to get to my land and start pounding in trees for nine hours straight”?