I stumbled through the rocky juniper brush in the dark Texas night looking for a good place to build a survival hammock. It was after 10pm. The race was to start in less than 6 hours, though it felt like it already had. I had never built a hammock out of p-cord and a piece of canvas but I was confident it would work.
I never knew Texas could be so beautiful. The rolling green hills carpeted with Juniper and Oak stretched into the distance. Broken limestone and prickly pear cactus littered the ground. I was at a private campground called Camp Eagle in the Hills Country of central Texas. I was standing around anxiously awaiting our packet pickup for the Hunter Gatherer Survival Run. I knew there would be some...