Heh, not really. I thought about that too late and didn’t have time to get my license and extra food. So no fishing.
As always, Goddess is a Goddess and back at the house, taking care of the remainder of the unpacking, organizing and downsizing.
Instead, I am disconnected and in the wilderness for 10 or so days. Ten days of looking at beautiful landscapes.
Views that I didn’t pay too much mind to last year, as I was recovering from whatever illness I had on trail. A section where we were lucky to make 10 miles a day, thanks to that illness.
Not to mention the seemingly unending miles of deadfall on the trail, slowing what little progress we were making.
A section so in need of maintenance for years that pissed me off so bad that I had mentally divorced the Pacific Trail Association (PCTA), even as we were raising funds so they could get crews out to maintain the trail.
Instead of just moaning about it, I am out there this week fixing what pissed me off about it.
Hopefully you are able to get out and change something that has bothered you.