I didn’t really start to get nervous until I began collecting and packing things yesterday afternoon. Now, I’m nervous. Not because I’m worried about getting lost, or dying, or bears, or failure. I’m nervous because the work of many months is coming to focused fruition in a very compressed amount of time. There’s a good chance that, hatred I’ve lately cultivated for flying notwithstanding, I’ll be very tranquil by the time my plane takes off tomorrow morning.
I’ve also decided that, weight aside, my Spot is coming on the classic. Track me here, beginning at 1000 AK time this coming Sunday. And with that being said, I don’t expect to post here for several weeks. Until then..