Leaving behind all I know...

In about 7 hours I will be picked up to go on a three-night, four-day camping backpacking trip to the Lost Coast. As you may or may not have read on previous postings, this trip is a doozy. I actually have it built up in my mind to be something probably much more intense that it really will turn out to be. However, in the scheme of things, I consider that a smart angle. Then, if it does actually turn out to be a breeze, it will be a pleasant surprise worth toasting to.

However, I am a little reticent to leave behind the varied gizmos that make my life so comfortable, networked, and streamlined. My cell phone will not work once we cross over the Kings Mountain range (or worse, before then!). My ipod wont be very useful since the trip is three days long, although I might bring it in order to create some theme music for when I am wandering about alone; after all, it's only a few ounces. My computer isn't coming. Perhaps parts of a reader for class, although paper weighs a lot and I really doubt I will be able to steal away much time to read up on land use controls. Next, forget about running water, toilets, instant-on lighting, and amenities like shelter. Damn, camping is like, well, another damn world. Maybe I should have gone with the Saturday group instead of volunteering to pioneer towards the base camp early Friday. So it goes...