In Pursuit of Eternal Comfort

As our start date, April 10th rolls closer there seems in me an eternal need to figure out exactly what it is I will need to take on the PCT. This, in my minds is a fine line between maximising comfort and eliminating weight.

Scrap mental snakes, I have a mental list and to be honest for me not only is it far more overwhelming, but also far more complicated to eradicate than a snake. A snake is simple, you stop, consider your options, usually stay put and maybe stamp your feet a couple of times till the path is clear and you can move forward safely. However, pondering how many undies do I pack, or should I keep the overpants, plus juggling fingerless gloves vs. some silky merino full fingers, or spork over legit knife and fork is keeping me quite occupied as I check off groceries at my casual job. The internal conflict and divulgence into with what, and how is becoming tiresome to say the least.

When our friend, Annie, returned from the hike I asked her what was essential, what must I have? I wanted some holy grail, but she just mused ‘hike your own hike’. I took this as figure it out for yourself. Everyone’s different and what’s good for one, might not be for another.

Anyway, I went away and bought some news things, on sale, and then I wrote to Annie again, and she sent me a list and told me to wait until I got there to get my things. So I will.

Peace settled in my mental world. I’ll wait, it’ll be cool, I’ll check Annie’s list and hot foot it into the blazing southern Californian desert.

And then we had some news via a blog today about the late snow in ‘Merica at the moment. This means that thru hikers on the PCT may find it, at times difficult to thru hike.  This news puts me on edge only a little, as I am not one for the cold. It talked about 2017 being a year that would turn many hikers away, and that maybe parts of the trail would be inaccessible. It was a little daunting, and a little sad, but mother nature knows no mercy, and I’m not going to blame her for that with all the f***ed up things we’ve done to her. However, in conclusion to this late night ramble it got me thinking. As Phoebe mentioned we are in the final stage before take off, or maybe a more fitting term ‘first tred’. And unlike so many adventures in the past this PCT journey seems to be teaching me about taking my time to figure it out as I go. Maybe it is a more snake like approach we (I) need to have. Take everyday as it comes, stop to consider the options, give space for things to unfold as they will and in a way that is not only safe but in rhythm with the natural laws of, might I dare say it without sounding like a total woo woo, the universe.

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