Preparing to dehydrate some beef
Picking up some of the food from our local bulk food store
Repackaging til all hours of the night
Testing the new sat phone... doesn't work to well inside
Gear wise I have enough camping gear to house a small army of people in any type of weather and be comfortable and eat like kings for weeks. I am pulling out all the stops with food variety, cooking gear, water filtration, housing, and even how to get enough water to support us in the middle of the desert. I actually learned a great bit of desert backpacking looking through the forums of www.backpackinglight.com and analyzing all that I could from a great modern adventurers blog Alastair Humphreys. This video gave me some great ideas on how to deal with getting gear and water out in the field where we need it miles away from vehicles:
A Meaningless Penance? Teaser Clip from Alastair Humphreys on Vimeo.
So I built a cart to haul our gear although it pales in size to the one in the video. It can move 40+ gallons of water with no problem so it will be really interesting to see how it works out for us in the field. I am really excited to get out in the field and get my data for my thesis so I can start processing it and making sense of it. Although this will be a fantastic adventure it will be sad being so far removed from friends and family for a month. We will have PLB's and a satellite phone just in case but a phone is no replacement for sleeping in your own bed with the woman you love.
So here 2 nights before our departure I am excited, sad, stressed, and stoked all at the same time for this adventure that is to come for us. It will be great to get back out into nature and recharge and refocus my energy after over a year of being strapped to a computer for 40 hours a week. Getting outside and redefining who I am and where I am going helps me feel more like me and makes me reflect on who I am without the internet, smartphones, and the overall bullshit that we all have to put up with in modern society. It is a time to rejuvenate the spirit and feel like a kid again climbing hills, looking at the stars, taking in the beauty of the mountains and reading the stories that are etched into the rocks. The stories of landscapes of the past and worlds that we want to comprehend. Life is good and all is well. Utah here I come.