I have exactly one month left before I put sole to dirt. On September 19th I’ll be waving goodbye to my friend, Chuck and heading south. I’ll be attempting my very first thru-hike of any trail. Luckily I happen to live in the state where the trail exists, no doubt the logistics of an out of state hike is more daunting as well.
For the last 5 months I’ve had my “kit” on a folding table next to my desk. When I’m going ADHD at work I turn around and look at the kit – I mentally scrutinizing every piece. “Can I find something lighter, or one that has multiple uses?” “Do I really NEED that?” How much can one really leave behind before you start compromising your preparedness? There’s a saying – “there is no such thing as bad weather; only bad decisions and/or gear”. So I’m looking at every single piece and trying to pare it down to the perfect balance of need vs. want. Weight equals pain and luxury.
So I’ve got my kit dialed in; at least I think I do; here’s a video I shot in one take on the first try. I’m a bit surprised that I mostly made sense.
I’ve got some pretty great gear and an amazing wife that’s willing to finish stuffing priority mailing boxes & sending them to places as I go along. I’ll have an InReach so I’ll even be able to let her know if I need any additional stuff or gear replacements. I truly do have it easy, really. If Lewis and Clark can discover Oregon without modern gear, then I’m pretty sure I can stumble to Mexico with my cool gadgets.
My favorite part of this whole trip, right now, is that I’m actually taking 60 days off, at a very inappropriate time in my life. I have so much shit to do right now. I know, I know – we ALL, ALWAYS have tons of shit to do. But my shit is also seasonal – the fall is pretty damned important. It’s when our busy season starts ramping up; in fact there are some major events that are already booked, that will require human effort. I’m going anyway.
I’m glad I’m a Gemini; I get to watch one twin say “%$#@!-it, I’m going outside to play”, and the other twin shake his head, condescendingly, and say – “but you have responsibilities”. Usually, unfortunately almost exclusively, my sensible twin wins. This time – not so much.
I’m on board with the sentiment that memories are the greatest investments of all time.