I’ve written about the simple pleasures in life, the little things that you just really enjoy. I left one off that list for purposes of decency, but I now feel that it’s time to bring this one to the front, especially once I found this little essay on the subject.
The simple pleasure of which I speak is the joy of peeing outside. Outdoor urination is one of those things that most men feel brings them to their animalistic roots, while most women find it disgusting. There are of course exceptions, but it’s one thing that almost any guy just really likes, as long as it’s done with appropriate discreteness as described in the article above. The great thing about peeing outside is that as long as no one catches you in the act, no one will ever know. Within seconds all traces of your elimination is absorbed back into nature. The one exception to this is in the winter (remember Frank Zappa’s advice about yellow snow?), which has given me a few “Oh gross” moments on some recent hikes. At least go a few steps off the trail, yeah?