Campers with bathrooms have a holding tank. A gray water for the sinks and shower, a black water, for... you guessed it. These tanks only hold so much. The more you put in them, the faster you have to leave the wilds to dump the tank. Which leads to my current topic.
I am an experienced ditch "goer". I had a wild youth before settling into being a calm, OK, somewhat calm adult. I could squat with the best of them. Now I need something or someone to pull me up. I know, I just tried this this past weekend. I was too tired to walk up to the bathroom in the house. Having imbibed in my second rum and Coke, it was also rather urgent. I got down there OK. Ever notice how it is usually easier to get into something than out of it? Especially when there is rum involved. I will spare you the more graphic details. Suffice to say I had to scrabble backwards and teeter back on my rump and go from there. Very undignified! Admittedly this is more a female problem than a male most of the time.
In addition, it is dark at night. What if one sits on poison ivy or a burning nettle? It is not pleasant, trust me. You regret it for days.
As we plan on doing quite a bit of this boondocking, it got me to thinking. There has to be a better way.
"Mr. Fredricksen? Am I supposed to dig the hole before or after?" - UP
How fabulous is this little thing? I would be proud to park on this, maybe even read a newspaper! When not in use as a potty, it can be a stool. Brilliant.
You can find this little gem
at Out In Style, Inc.
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