The Best Laid Plans of Mice and Men
On a rare, still and sultry night on a west coast beach, we left the tent flap open just a smidgen to make the thick, body-odored air more tolerable. Late in the night, gentle scratchings and crunchings awakened us. A tiny moving thing scampered across my sleeping bag. Wayne yelled, “The little s.o.b. ran across my face!”
I believe I know about mice. To thwart a mouse you must place all desirable mouse food in a sack and hang it high. If you stay in the same place two nights in a row be wary. Your average mouse will have located your stuff the first night. Be cool; be clever; be crafty. Fool him by storing your pack and your food in a new spot the second night. I speak from experience. At Carmanah a mouse chewed through the canvas of my pack to reach some overlooked trail mix. Trail mix is very desirable mouse food.
On the athletic ability of mice
One evening, at Cribs Creek, after the food was hung, I discovered a partial bag of trail mix still in my pack. Feeling smug, I took the little baggy of nuts and lashed it to a loose rope end near the main food bag. At least six inches separated the two bags as they swung in space. The small bag was so light and unstable, it swayed in the wind. I was confident no reasonable mouse would attempt such a challenge. Wrong! The next morning the hanging baggy had a neatly disected hole. Only the raisins remained. We may need further study, but I suspect raisins are not desirable mouse food.
A Lady and the Rose
For many years we sailed from Port Alberni to Bamfield on the Lady Rose. Today it’s the Frances Barkley but the stories will be the same. Make the trip part of your hike.