Merrick and Rucksanne

Rucksanne (named by blipper Kimmiekims), is packed, and ready to go. She is weighing in at 34 pounds. Add 4 pounds for water and my camera, and we're heading out with 38 pounds.

Probably too heavy, but I don't know what else to do.

I told Merrick that I was going on a long walk.

"Me, too Papa?"

"I'll tell you what Buddy Boy...if you can lift the pack...we'll think about it."

With Grandma's help, he steadied the bag. But, when she let go, over he tumbled. Backwards.

My man cold is about the same. I feel a step above crappy. I'm hoping that by Tuesday, when we start our hike...that I'll feel better.

Catch up with you next week. I'll be totally off the grid except for my cell phone.

I was hoping to fit everything into the pack, but my orange mattress is tied to the bottom, and my rain gear is strapped onto the other side. Oh well.