And We're Off!
It's the eleventh hour. My backpack is full and my sleeping bag & sleeping pad are strapped to its bottom. My travel mug and trusty ball cap dangle from the sides.
It was touch & go for a while between D. and I while packing and shopping for food last night. At one point a frustrated D. pointed out to a frustrated me, "Camping with a girl is different than camping with the guys." I'm not sure about all girls, but with this girl it is honey. :)
I think my equipment will hold up for this first try at backpacking into a campsite. The only piece that might make me grumble is my daypack. There's a reason they call it a DAYpack. It's probably not made to hold the amount of crap I stuffed in there to last me a few days. Mm.
D.'s done his packing, which means it's time to go. Woohoo!
TTFN ...
It was touch & go for a while between D. and I while packing and shopping for food last night. At one point a frustrated D. pointed out to a frustrated me, "Camping with a girl is different than camping with the guys." I'm not sure about all girls, but with this girl it is honey. :)
I think my equipment will hold up for this first try at backpacking into a campsite. The only piece that might make me grumble is my daypack. There's a reason they call it a DAYpack. It's probably not made to hold the amount of crap I stuffed in there to last me a few days. Mm.
D.'s done his packing, which means it's time to go. Woohoo!
TTFN ...
Labels: Camping, Outdoor living

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