A few days of work are always good to keep the mind distracted. This week I was able to get in a little gear shopping with the help of GregS. Portland is such a great city, sooooo many outdoor gear stores all within walking distance. In between trips now, I find that my only thoughts when I’m home are: what am I going to feel like in 81 days when I’m in Campo.
I am feeling better about my decision to hike everyday. The excitement is calling. The change of pace and the story of it all. I can’t wait to find out what my body will really do under pressure. I actually had a realization today about the PCT that correlated to work today. It’s always been said that during a long distance hike focus should be put upon completing the next simple task; the next campsite, next water source, or the next town. Today while working I was reminded that even though the simplest distractions can intervene the end result of another take one thing at a time and everyone can receive the assistance they need. In other words, one step in front of the other, one mile at a time and eventually I will reach Canada.
As far as my job is concerned, I’m sure many are wondering how I will manage the PCT. Graciously, PaulB has offered his mad skills in working my schedule during the time that I will be away. My vacation months are stacked for April-July leaving me with quite a bit of flexibility in the event that something bad should happen while I am on trail. This also keeps my medical benefits active. I’ve always been thankful for the company that I have worked for, almost 18 years now, without our flexible work rules and schedules none of this would be possible. I plan to work through mid-March. I’ll leave a few days to finish up any last minute prep and travel time to Campo.
The reality is March 25th is going to be here before I know it. At time of publish, I still haven’t gotten my New Years cards and letters mailed yet. And for those who will receive those, I’ve postponed announcing this whole website until the cards are in the mail. It’s a fun kind of secret. It’s my way of keeping it under wraps before it all goes “viral” as the cool kids say these days.
For those that have known for months, thanks for your continued support. For those I tell personally, you hold a special place in my heart. For those who are reading this after they’ve checked their mailboxes, I love you all and I wish I could have told you myself in person. And in total, for everyone who will follow my endless rants about life and when I trip over my own two feet, thank you for stopping by to smell the roses with me.
Life is short, simple, and beautiful. 81 days til’ Campo.
KLubs on a Long Dusty Walk 