In a moment of brilliance, my parlor sized guitar was affixed to the back of my pack. I have only used this bag once, maybe twice. Years ago, hiking mountains was how I "got my rocks off" but after becoming employed at the tool factory, reading and writing became an equivalent - much less strenuous as the job required lifting and walking in needless circles.
Now, far removed from industrial treachery, I find my wanderlust right where I left it. Not to mention these built in straps that seem tailor made for hoisting a small guitar above the lumbar region.
Bungee cords. Thank you Lynsey.
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