I always forget that at this point in the year, I am completely overwhelmed and totally behind. I now have a stack of tests AND essays to grade. I did, however, survive a week of meetings, in addition to classes. The three-day weekend seems like a nice way to celebrate that I've made it this far, being the veteran that I am. Usually, I like to hunker down, relax and get through piles of papers when a long weekend presents itself. This time around, however, I refuse to succomb to that temptation.
So, our bags are already packed, the food is prepped, more or less, and we have a full tank of gas. Kings Canyon National Park, here we come! Tomorrow night, if all goes as planned, we will be sleeping as snug as a bug in our sleeping bags, hopefully under a blanket of stars.
It's rather symbolic that we planned this trip to Kings Canyon - symbolic to me, at least. The last time I did a short, overnight back-packing trip was in Kings Canyon. Four years ago in August, Michael and I were still pretty much newly-weds (such a silly term), and we did a quick trip to Seville Lake. Since then, my knee became progressively weaker, and I nixed backpacking as an activity. It is with great excitement and trepidation, then, that I undertake this trip. We're still not sure what our route will be, but there should be several good options (I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the park isn't full up!). The excitement is pretty obvious - weekend getaway, breathtakingly beautiful scenery, physical challenge. The last item also brings with it a bit of trepidation on my end. Since I haven't done an overnight backpack in a while, I do feel a bit anxious about the demands that the trip will exact, but I'm also hopeful and optimistic about my strength and ability.
If it is a successful trip, I'll post an update and expound poetically on the joys of backpacking. I'm not actually very experienced, and this is one of my major goals in the next few years - to become a more experienced camper, hiker and backpacker. In the meantime, I've checked our list at least twice, and I *think* that we have all the necessities and even a few luxuries! I'm not sure if my Thermarest compressible pillow counts as a luxury, but it is official "gear", and I happen to love this item of comfort!
Ah, it's the small joys in life!