The Louisiana countryside is pretty much a perfect place to
relax do some final preparations for a couple of days before leaving.
We’ve brought all the resupply boxes inside, laid them all out in neat rows, gone through our packs one last time, prepped them for the plane trip, done a last load of laundry…pretty much everything that can possibly be done. We have only a little bit of stuff to do today (most of which will be spent at an Easter celebration at Clare’s grandparents’ place, in a nearby town), and then we’re finally ready.
It’s both a little nerve-wracking and exciting Above all, it’s a strange experience this way: in no other thing I can recall is everything so front-loaded — we’ve been preparing for months and months, and, yet, once we start on the trail on Wednesday morning, there’s suddenly little else to do but walk. Sure, there will be gear adjustments and resupply stops along the way, but, by and large, the planning phase suddenly stops and the hiking phase begins. It’s going to be an abrupt transition, no doubt. It still doesn’t seem completely real.
Photos from Louisiana are: relaxing on the side porch with beer, cows chilling out just at the edge of the fence in the back yard, the PCT map her parents put up on the back of their bedroom door to track our progress, her father with the giant flaming spear (seriously, this thing is awesome) he got for being the King of their Mardi Gras parade this year, and her mom with one of her friends’ sons.
(By the way, bringing the last of the resupply boxes inside is, in and of itself, a huge relief. The elevator in our building broke literally about three days before all of the food from Amazon started arriving — and we’re on the sixth floor. At this point, we have carried all roughly 600 pounds of food all the way up those stairs…and back down again. I am so glad to not ever have to do that again.)
Hi Andrew: My brother Larry sent me your comments from, “Why hike” and a link to your site. I remember all of the preparation he went through before leaving for Canada to start the PCT but never fully appreciated it back then. I’ve seen the pictures, heard the stories and well, Larry has so many stories from his adventures that it all seemed pretty normal. Yet I have told this particular adventure to anyone who would listen many times over the years. As an armchair spectator I was truly in awe of his accomplishment. What a wonderful way to experience life! There truly is no better way… Wishing you well on your journey.
Susan — I remember Larry well when I met him at Jean’s gathering! It was great talking to him, and it impressed me enormously that he hiked the PCT so long ago. It makes me really glad to hear that he, and you, might follow along a little bit! Hopefully I can post some photos (which are infinitely easier to create and distribute now) that might remind him of some places he went.
Thank you again for saying “hi”…it’s great to have you along! — Andrew