goruck gr1 is a bad bag

My EDC, for illustration, and because I can. Is it so much to ask of a bag to hold this stuff?

So, a couple weeks ago, a friend was looking for backpack recommendations. I told him about a company I’d heard good things about, GoRuck. One of my former bosses had one, and it looked really substantial. That led me to their web site, and I noticed they were having a sale on the GR1 in red, which is a pretty good looking bag. They talk the talk, too. The founder/CEO is ex-special forces, talking about toughness and blah blah blah. I ignored the blah blah blah, since the guy who recommended them was on the level, and picked one up.

It came, ant he first thing I noticed about it was that the zipper wasn’t as smooth as it was supposed to be. They brag about the laptop zipper being open/closed 100 times to look for snags, but I guess the main compartment didn’t get that treatment even once. The second thing that stood out about this bag: it has a lot of seams. The seams are the most common failure point, so the more there are, the more likely there will be a failure. Thirdly: the straps that came on it were too short for me. I’m 6’2” and broad shouldered, so this may not be entirely their fault, but do they never wear winter coats?

I was willing to forgive all that and give it a try, anyway. The straps aren’t molded, so they kind of feel like they’re falling off all the time, and there’s no chest strap, either. That may improve with break-in, but it’s not leather, so there’s not a ton of change you can expect to see. I took my seam ripper to the flag velcro, because I don’t like brands, and that branding is particularly strong in the wrong way.

So, I wore it for about two weeks, including weekends. I wanted to see if it could really be an every day bag. It was too big, really, for the weekend, but fine on the bart and walk to work. When there was a laptop in the compartment, it rode well, as did my camera in the bottom, and the load of groceries I stuck in it. I cut 6” off the straps and sewed on another foot of webbing I had lying around, and that was pretty well solved.

A word about good bag design: Good bags usually have two layers, for many reasons. The outer can be tough, and the inside softer, and the added layers mean that any small hole or tear in one doesn’t mean you’ll automatically lose things. Also, the inner liner is usually where good bags do some water proofing. The Rickshaw I’m switching back to is a prime example. It’s a nylon herringbone with scotchlite stripes out, and ripstop sailcloth in.

The GR1 does not have a liner, so there’s only a single layer of cloth between your stuff and the elements. And while two layers of cordura is usually enough to keep out the rain, one is not. Today, it was raining steadily during my commute. Not, I should say, a torrential downpour, but wet enough that my pants were soaked but the time I reached BART. Not a hard slog through jungles or fording a river or crawling through mud like they hint you can do with their bag. Just a walk to the train, 20 minutes in steady rain. I got to work, and the things inside the bag were wet. When I got home, the things were wetter, probably from a puddle somewhere.

So, that tears it. I got mad, wrote this review, and now I’m not mad. Hopefully someone will read this and avoid wasting the money. In summary: construction is good but overly complex, and likely to fail. Bag lacks basic ergonomic features that would make it much more wearable; design is too boxy, ill fitting. Not water resistant. Most of the stuff they brag about is marketing bullshit.

In case you were worried about my stuff that got a bit wet: most of it is fairly water resistant, and there were some clothes in the bag that absorbed most of the moisture.

Posted on 2016-01-20T06:53:28Z GMT

chinatown + northbeach walk

I work about ten minutes’ walk from columbus av., which forms a border between the two neighborhoods. Lunchtime, friday, I decided to go on a bit of a walk, take some pictures. It’s a rich vein, one of those places you could make a decent essay just walking around, taking in surface impressions for a couple weeks. There’s a whole project to be done just on the tourists, but I’m not sure I have the fortitude to be around them for that long. On the other hand, they’re fair game.

It’s taken me a while to realize how close I am to the heart of the city here. It’s not a specific location, but an idea. The great confusion that happens on the borders of the different districts (at least where that border isn’t a freeway dead zone). The long evolution of local places and spaces. There’s a subject for you.

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Posted on 2016-01-15T21:47:49Z GMT

kareem's onesie party

What can I say? I’m really tardy getting these photos up, but it was such a good time I have to share. They know how to throw a good party.

Posted on 2016-01-04T07:03:51Z GMT

mountains and plains, coming into denver

I flew home to see my folks just after christmas. There was a cheap flight I found at the last minute, probably a glitch, but it went through, so I went. They were happy to see me and I wished I’d had more time to spend with them, but there’s never enough time.

On the way out, since I’d gotten up at 2:30am to get to the airport, I fell asleep in my seat, and woke up about 45 minutes before landing. I looked out the window, and before my eyes adjusted, I thought I was looking at some great desert, an infinity of dunes stretched out before me. The light was orange with the dawn, and everything was covered in snow. As the sleep fog in my head cleared, I realized what I was looking at, and began to photograph. The mountains are breathtaking this time of year, especially from altitude.

The plains, to the east, are harsher, even as they are flat and regular. There’s nothing to hold on to out there; just a few farm buildings and Jefferson grid roads. Cold white and not much else. I was glad that both airplanes boarded from a jetway, and not a walk across the tarmac.

Posted on 2016-01-02T21:56:51Z GMT

monkey forest and points north

So this was our last day doing stuff in Ubud. The Ubud Monkey forest is half cultural preserve and half wildlife preserve, although its success at either seems dubious. It is good at extracting money from tourists, though. I sound really cynical, but in reality, it was a pretty good experience, wandering through a forest with ancient temples; the swarms of monkeys were funny, and left us alone entirely. There were warnings not to take food in, so we were careful not to.

Luckily, just outside the northern entrance, there were many shops where refreshments were available. I say ‘northern,’ but it could just as easily be the western or southern edge of the preserve. One of the problems of traveling to far flung corners of the world is that your sense of direction goes all wonky, and you have to rely on maps and signs a lot more.

Trying something a little new here, we’ll see if it works. There should be a twitter card and custom facebook image when these post. We’ll see! Isn’t technology fun?

Posted on 2015-12-21T08:42:18Z GMT