Looks like sleep is nothing but a dream to me.
No time for real sleep. Only a nap.
At 3:55am (a few hours from now), I will meet up with a bunch of guys that I grew up with both from high school and grade school. The buddy that’s picking me up – I’ve known him since our parents pushed us around in strollers in this neighborhood. They’re the best part of these trips. If they didn’t go, I don’t think I’d pursue backpacking at all. I’m more of an ocean guy.
But alas, I have committed to another one of these “death trips” (that’s actually what we call them on the emails we send to each other). And this one looks to be no easier than the others…
Here are a few of my essentials that I thought were interesting:
Ok. Time to try and take a nap before I take off. Pray that my body be strengthened for this trip… I’m going to need all the help I can get.
Check back in about 4-5 days for my post-backpacking… uh… post.
I’m off into the wild!!