On a camping trip this weekend (Deception Pass: gorgeous) I brought a friend's guitar along with me for the campfire. There were so many reasons not to bring my own: it's heavy! it's big! it's expensive! it's loud! etc. The guitar I borrowed for the trip is tiny, light, sunbursted and embellished, and most likely not worth bunk. I think everyone should have a handy little guitar around for camping trips and other occasions that may warrant one.
This can go beyond my personal shopping habits though. Why am I so protective over my own guitar? Obviously, any guitar I brought on a camping trip would have been treated with equal respect, regardless of shape or size or nationality. It was the prospect of damage that really, really freaked me out. And I need to get over that. It's no use buying something and then not using it.
All of these perceptions are relative, anyways. I bought what I used to call an "expensive cheap" guitar in high school and used it for a good 5 years before moving on. It took a few years and some unavoidable damages (I'm looking at you, Watson) for me to lighten up about the finish and the shine and the blah blah blah. When I find myself in such blatant displays of material worship I am a bit shaken, because I know that I have to find a way out of it in order to restore some kind of happiness. Taking my Taylor on the camping trip would have been an important step, and I avoided it because of the convenience of someone else's "camping guitar." Which, by the way, made it through with not a scratch to take home for a souvenir.
I guess this means I'll have to challenge myself in a different way, and right now the prospect of taking my guitar on a plane from Seattle to Virginia may just fit the bill. Pressurized cabins and overflowed flights and checking things at the gate…all very scary. Advice on flying with a guitar? Anybody?