14 weeks until we begin our next big walking adventure across the pond. 14 weeks!! That'll be here before we know it, which should probably scare the hell out of me because there's much to do, but I'm not frightened at all. I'm excited!
We need to inventory our gear, make sure our packs are in good repair and break in the boots again. I know we have excellent rain coats, but we need better rain pants. The ones we (meaning I) wore for our Walk Across England were hideous things. They were heavy and made from burlapy/plasticy fabric and pretty much defeated the purpose of wearing rain pants. Let's see, we wear rain pants to ... stay dry, yes? Well, those particular little bastards were confused because within ten or fifteen minutes of donning them, it began to rain inside the pants! No kidding. As my body heated up from the exertion of climbing up and down mountain sides, condensation built up. Within minutes, it began to rain inside my pants and by the time I stripped out of them at day's end, I was soaked. The only difference between me and Lauren (who refused to wear her rain pants) was that my soaking wet leggings/socks were warm and hers weren't. Oh, and she was happier. In addition to being hot and rainy inside my pants, they were bulky and uglier than the red backside of a macaque monkey.
Maybe the joke is on me? They were "rain pants", right? Well, they were pants and it did, in fact, rain inside them. Clearly, I'm the one with the problem.
See how easily I get off topic?
Once we've confirmed we've got all of the necessary gear, we're most of the way there. Then it's just confirming accommodations, exchanging dollars for euros and booking trains.
But preparation is more than gear and trains. It's also about beer and since I like to be prepared, I've been practicing drinking Guinness, singing loudly and swearing. It's hard work, I assure you, but it's necessary.
Back to work...
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