Are these things just garbage now? I took the boy and the dog for a short hike to a pond that my friends and I spent our childhood building rafts, fires, and catching trout. I grabbed a couple dozen strike anywhere matches tossed them in my matchbox and we headed out. Along the way I had Colin grab some paper birch bark, and some tinder for the fire. When we reached our destination I showed him how to arrange the tinder, twigs, and larger wood . I figured I would show him the trick my dad showed me at his age of lighting a match with your fingernail. Each time I would only get a ships of smoke and a fizzle. After a half dozen matches I figured I would you the striker on my match case. Still no luck. Finally after striking two of the heads together after several attempts bingo. I should have tossed my fire striker in my pocket for backup. But it was such a nice day with plenty of tinder I wasnt worried. The effort was well worth it though.
