My affairs are sufficiently in order–5 months of bills, insurance payments, assorted registrations and fees have been attended to. My supplies are neatly stowed in my Jeep, for departure at first light. My mule awaits in Oregon, no doubt enjoying the rich grasses of the Willamette Valley, and the freedom to jog about and frolic that she could not enjoy in her small corral in Los Angeles. I have a month’s quantity of food and supplies awaiting whomever will resupply me during the southern portion of the expedition. It appears that all is in order.
At present I feel neither excitement, nor a particular sense of trepidation at the coming journey, but rather a sense of inevitability which likely is the product of so many hours spent in preparation and contemplation. The expedition, at this point, being merely the logical extension of my labors heretofore. I hope to be able to muster such equanimity in the face of hardships to come!
I will take the coastal route north, stopping for a day in Half Moon Bay, where I will drop another month’s worth of supplies for my Central Californian section. From there I will continue up the coast to Oregon, hopefully to arrive in Corvallis no later than Friday. Further journal entries will resume at that time, as I make my final preparations in Oregon.
I love you sweetheart!!
We miss you Hans. May the force be with you. Goodluck on your journey!!
Say HI to Bootsie!! Be Safe. You are missed mucho!
That momentum sounds familiar. Nothing to do now but the walking.
Hans, Gott sei mit Dir auf Deinem Abenteuer.
I will be thinking about you and your adventure and wish you all the best,
love and hugs,