This epic and totally untrue tale of how I survived Thanksgiving in the wild is a sponsored post for Duluth Trading Company. No animals or people were harmed in the production of this post. All opinions and bad jokes are 100% mine.
Holidays can be a scary time of year for lots of people. Family drama, bulging waistlines, maybe a burnt turkey or two. But mine was scarier than most this Thanksgiving…we went to the wild, dangerous hills of Pennsylvania. That’s right. Not only are there lots of Steelers fans there (Go Ravens!) but danger was at every corner. Here is my story – the story of a sweet, suburban girl thrown into dangerous situations with nothing but her wits and Duluth Trading Company apparel (cue the shameless plug).
There was no food to be had, so I went in search. First, I climbed a mountain, through thorns, mossy rocks, and evil squirrels, to find high ground and survey what the land had to offer. I was pretty proud of myself, obviously.
I saw no food, but I did see a small stream in the distance. I whittled a stick and went fishing. It’s a good thing I was rocking my No Yank Tank, because I didn’t want to worry about my tank slipping and my underwear showing. That would have scared the fish off fast!
Before I knew it, darkness was approaching and that meant I needed to secure warmth and shelter. I happened upon a tree perfect for fire wood and got to work. I know you are impressed by my skills. Who wouldn’t be?
After the wood was split, I got to work on making my fire. It wasn’t easy, although my rugged free-swinging flannel certainly does make everything easier.
After all that, I sure was tired so I used my amazing survival skills to make a shelter. Not too big, not to small…just right!
After I awoke, I returned to my family triumphant. Sure, I didn’t find food or kill a bear with my bare hands, but I did find myself in those woods. And I found that I can survive and be a stronger woman for it. Will I ever return to those woods in Pennsylvania again? I’m not sure what the future holds, but I know that Duluth has my back.
What do you think? How do you survive the holidays?
As Always, thanks for reading!