Less than two weeks away. I can barely hold the excitement. Unfortunately, there was some bad news. Steve won't be joining me after all. A job he bid on has grown and he won't be able to leave the work behind.
I'm definitely disappointed. It was, after all, him that introduced this tour to me. However, if we were to go together the trip would need to be delayed until fall. To be honest, I don't know that I can mentally hold out that long. My stress load is high, and work isn't slowing down. More and more, I'm losing patience with myself and others. I need to escape.
So, the plan changes. Hopefully, Steve and I will make a future tour together, but this one will happen solo. Now my head goes into full prep mode. I have to complete my checklist. The tent need to be waterproofed. I have to plan out my meals. Snacks must be stocked. Maybe I need to pack my bike and go for a day ride, just to see how heavy it really will be. Already have my ride home secured. Whitney will be flying down and driving up in a rental.
The wheels are turning and won't be stopped.
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