Wilderness Wanderers Gifts

Rustic Campgrounds.

"What now?" Runners disturbing loggers

'There's no WiFi, the phones out of range and the TV doesn't work. Our weekend getaway is ruined!'

'Not that net!'

"Tom, look — litter! We have to be close to civilization!"

"I'm not going to make it. Show me how to delete my face book profile."

'We roughed the camping - No BlackBerrys.'

'Hey dude, just got the SMS of the Wild...'

'Careful hon, the ground here is sinking...'

"Ahhh... close enough."

'Are you sure that's the right map?'

"This is nice … let’s not hop again tomorrow."

Man painting over a 'You are here' sign.

'We look for a new drug, we find a virus - we look for a new virus, we find a drug...'

'I want to visit the very EDGE of civilisation, to explore the BRUTAL shores of natures most REMOTE regions. If you could manage that with a five star hotel and first class travel it would be perfect.'

Support Group for a Good Problem

Sausages.

Poor guy fell asleep with his head in the sap.

"Awww man. My nuts are so old they're wrinkled." "Tell me about it."

'We might make more progress if we try working as a team.'

Snowmen Around The World...

"Where the wild things were."

"I warned you about the recoil on that one."

"Can you tell the oak tree to tell the birch tree to tell the elm tree I said hi?"

"Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, onion bagel with Nutella and cream cheese, dirt, dirt, dirt..."

'Oh, I'm not a guru -- I'm just big on personal space.'

"Do you like it better when I go to the F or the Dm?"

"Oh, honey, look! Just under that candy bar wrapper, next to the empty Bud Light can and to the left of the plastic bag... a salamander!"

Toivola Jones and the Search For Spring.

"Day 4,261... I don’t know how much longer I can survive. Still no signs of civilization. Food is scarce and I fear the wound on my ankle is infected. Still, all this pales in comparison to the horror of having to be anywhere at any particular time."

"Um, Larry? That’s not a quail."

Sport Utility Boot.

Hither and Yon sign

"I've got you in my sights now, Mister Squirrel, with your fluffy tail and those tiny hands clutching that itty-bitty nut. Aww, you must be hungry...poor little fella... I love you, Mister Squirrel."

"Have you guys seen my recent collab with the universe?"