Time in the military taught me that detailed preparation is key to whatever else follows. For those going to a resort down in Mexico, or flying straight to their destination of choice, preparation doesn’t really mean all that much, besides saving money. For hitchhikers, it can be the difference between soaking/freezing at night, trying to survive without a fire or sustenance, or laying back comfortably pondering what the next day will bring. That being said, there are those who take a minimalist approach. To each their own, but I prefer to carry the extra weight and have what I don’t need, than to need what I don’t have.
Anyway, I am still gathering a few more supplies, and somewhat unfortunately I bought a ticket for the Roger Waters concert coming near the end of the month. I’ll be spending that time getting used to my rucksack once again, so that when I do hit the road, it’s not going to end up with sore muscles and misery on the first day.
And for some of us, the hardest part of a journey is leaving those you love, and stepping out the door.