Woke up this morning and the first thought that came to my mind was how in a short week, we will be on a flight to Portland, OR. I guess it’s a good thing that the emotion after that wasn’t sheer and utter panic! Surprisingly, I was able to still lay in bed and relax for a few minutes before starting my Sunday.
This is not to say that we are not questioning our sanity and this entire endeavor. Sarah and I have been audibly asking ourselves at least once a day, for a few weeks, “are we really doing this; are we crazy? Funny how we never really answer each other when this comes up. We know it will be hard, but we know we can do it.
A week from today we will be going to REI and other stores in Portland to pick up stuff that we either didn’t need or want to inspect before purchasing or stuff that we can’t fly with. Some of the stuff we didn’t need to inspect are fire starter matches, can opener, sporks, (look them up if needed) bike water bottles, and a few other items that now escape me. The stuff that we can’t fly with are gas for our stoves, knives, (hopefully just for cooking) bear mace, and a few other stuffs for personal use and/or protection.
But all in all, I think we’re almost ready. This week, here at home, there will be a few trips to REI and perhaps a hardware store visit. But mostly, the remaining of the prep will be family meetings to make sure that everyone has everything they’ll need for the journey and make sure we’re all ready logistically and emotionally—physically??? we’ll, that’s what the first week is for, right?
Some of the gear we have ready to go. Clothing not yet added to the ever growing pile