davedog
Wed, Oct-24-07, 12:17
Just returned from 4 days into and out of Havasupai (google it- the tribe's web page is pretty informative.) It is a pretty stout 10 miles in and 10 out, lots of elevation change, rough rocky trails and deep sand.
I have been LC for a few years, Paleo for a few months. For this hike I really cut the cord: I packed jerky, pemmican, pine nuts and raisins. No power bars, no peanut butter, no freeze-dried crap from REI. Ate at the cafe in the village twice, stuck to ham and eggs. OK, 2 diet cokes.
My companions packed more conventional fare. They did fine on theirs, I did great on mine. My food weighed less, took up less space, required much less preparation and left less trash to pack out.
I spent my days hiking steep trails, climbing rock faces and swimming in perfect but very cold blue travertine pools and rapids. Never got fatigued, no need for naps. The pemmican bars from US Wellness were especially good fuel.
The second night, ring-tail cats tore up one buddy's pack, and destroyed his food. He ate Paleo by default for the rest of the trip, as I had plenty. I think we may have a convert!
It was kinda sad to note the physical condition of most of the locals. As with many Native populations the villagers have adopted the worst of the SAD. At one point I sat eating pemmican while watching a Native family breakfast on pancakes, froot loops and coke. Our culture has taken more than their land from them.
Upon return, my scale was dead, but my clothes are falling off me. If I did not lose weight I certainly lost inches. Not the point of the trip but a nice extra.
I routinely bike and hike, fueled by high fat, moderate protein, very low carbs. I have learned to ignore the naysayers and listen to my body. After this hike, my body is saying "Paleo? Hell yeah!"
I have been LC for a few years, Paleo for a few months. For this hike I really cut the cord: I packed jerky, pemmican, pine nuts and raisins. No power bars, no peanut butter, no freeze-dried crap from REI. Ate at the cafe in the village twice, stuck to ham and eggs. OK, 2 diet cokes.
My companions packed more conventional fare. They did fine on theirs, I did great on mine. My food weighed less, took up less space, required much less preparation and left less trash to pack out.
I spent my days hiking steep trails, climbing rock faces and swimming in perfect but very cold blue travertine pools and rapids. Never got fatigued, no need for naps. The pemmican bars from US Wellness were especially good fuel.
The second night, ring-tail cats tore up one buddy's pack, and destroyed his food. He ate Paleo by default for the rest of the trip, as I had plenty. I think we may have a convert!
It was kinda sad to note the physical condition of most of the locals. As with many Native populations the villagers have adopted the worst of the SAD. At one point I sat eating pemmican while watching a Native family breakfast on pancakes, froot loops and coke. Our culture has taken more than their land from them.
Upon return, my scale was dead, but my clothes are falling off me. If I did not lose weight I certainly lost inches. Not the point of the trip but a nice extra.
I routinely bike and hike, fueled by high fat, moderate protein, very low carbs. I have learned to ignore the naysayers and listen to my body. After this hike, my body is saying "Paleo? Hell yeah!"