A journey untouched
is an adventure soon known.
Just think about it.
As I approach the final week of preparation for my trip, I can’t help but wonder what I’m forgetting. After months of anticipation, the concept has to become a reality if all the work already put forth is to mean anything, and that’s a scary feeling. At this very moment, I’m having a pint at a bar after doing an hour and a half ride with full gear packed, trying to think about what it is that I’ve forgotten and what I’ve gotten myself into.
The thing is, no amount of preparation will make me ready for all that is unknown about the road ahead of me. But the point of this whole trip is to go on an adventure, so the surprise elements are in a way the most important aspect of this entire fiasco. Doesn’t make it any less scary. And in fact, it would diminish the trip if I wasn’t a bit scared.
So the best I can do right now is work to make sure that I’m not forgetting anything important. I need a checklist to make sure my camping gear, extra clothes, tools, and all other miscellaneous items are accounted for. And as far as I can tell, I have (or am waiting on in the mail) everything I need. Well, all but one thing.
During my research on necessary gear, I came across one video where the bikepacker in question finished off his list of absolutely necessary tour items with a small stuffed cow; his mascot. It’s not that I’m superstitious, but all of I sudden I felt like I had overlooked an important aspect of this trip that would ultimately doom it with a stretch of bad luck. I’ve spent all this time collecting the practical items, and I had completely overlooked the importance of whimsy! And no, the haikus at the beginning of each of these posts don’t count in this case.
But there’s still time. I leave in less than a week, but there is still time to find my mascot, my road companion, my silent silent partner. I doubt it’ll be a stuffed cow, but I think I’ll know him when I find him.
Wish me luck.