I typically try to avoid looking forward to things too much because our plans tend to change swiftly and easily. Even with multiple trips to REI and the Nantahala Outdoor Center, to Mejer and the post office preparing resupply boxes, to the apple orchard and the Orosz's dehydrator for delicious dried apples for snacks, I was not ready to take the tags off my zip-off hiking pants (Was I hoping for a more fashionable option? Maybe). I was not ready to take the tags off until that is, well, right now, when we have our bags packed, our food planned out, our ride organized for the morning, and everything bought to prepare us (as much as possible) for the next month.
Chris and his dad Chris helping Wilma try on Chris' new (fully packed 40 pound) backpack
Everything laid out and ready to be put in our packs!
Our first night in Tennessee we went to 'The British Pub' for some delicious food and a great band- complete with a cello, banjo, mandolin, and guitar. It was an eclectic very talented folk group and we will heed one of the band member's advice. As we walked to the car, he yelled after us, 'try not to eat each other!' Well, luckily things shouldn't get quite that desperate.
Here we go, wish us luck!!
Good luck! :) And try not to eat each other! Seriously, have you seen what Chris looked like at the end the first time?!! Like skinnier than me, and I don't even mean current me, I'm talking about 15 year old, looks-like-a-refugee-only-thinner me.
ReplyDeleteGood luck you guys! Sounds like an epic adventure. Sure wish we could be there!
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