Day: 0 Miles: 0 Speeding through night towards San Diego, J said, “So don’t hate me, but would you entertain the idea of not starting hiking tomorrow, and taking a beach day instead?” I instantly hated the idea. Another day of STILL not starting? Then my exhaustion punched me in the face and told me…

I feel the light from the uncurtained windows crawling across my closed eyelids before my alarm goes off. The empty walls of my tiny house are gold with the morning when I finally roll over to get up. I turn on some music and roll over to J, next to me on the naked mattress…

Well, due to some paperwork tie-ups, it looks like we won’t be hitting the trail this weekend. Wednesday, if all goes well, we’ll finally get out of town. My packing is suddenly and mysteriously much slower. But, things are getting done. Took my car in for a tune-up. I had a gift certificate to a…

I think Tucson is trying to tell me to get out of town. It’s getting hotter every day and I keep running into crazies. Yesterday J and I were driving around running errands. We pulled into a right-hand turn lane and a white Acura swerved in front of us erratically. “Honk at him!” I shouted…

My mom left  this morning, so I sat down at the sewing machine to wrap up a few loose ends. At 7 pm I was still there, trying to figure out what took me so long. I took a long lunch, but still! I’ve been using Ray Jardine’s book (Trail Life) and kits as the…

It’s probably not a good sign when you are still sewing your gear a week before heading out on a 5-month trek. Good thing it’s not anything major or anything, like my tent… (Many thanks to my mother, who just spent ten hours sewing while I cut, marked, and pinned. Tent – check!)