It is quite the journey so far. I have to say that this is the portion of the story that is probably the least interesting to anyone. But after waiting a lifetime I think that its pretty serious part for me. I want to know that there is nothing holding me back from success when I lace my boots on for season. This is redundant, excessive training, but I also have a firm grasp as to what this is going to take. Like LopeHunter Says.... The mountains are heartless, unforgiving, not matter who you are or how good of shape your in. The mental part of this trip will be huge part as well..... They say the goat hunting starts... where the sheep hunting stops...
I'm sure their will be plenty of boring posts between now and then about training, hiking, preparing to pack in.... hopefully I will be able to fill in some of the doldrums with some scenic photos to at least keep it interesting.
This weekend I modified the plan a little. Instead of slowly breaking myself in, I said to hell with it and strapped on the big boy pack with about 55 lbs in it. So much for taking it easy...lol. I did keep the hike relatively mild at about 6.5 miles round trip and a relatively moderate grade. Felt pretty good all in all, realized that my pack needed a little adjustment and I'll likely play with my packing to get my pack balanced out with my gear that I'll be taking on the hunt. My pack felt weighted to the right because of my tripod, which pulled down on my shoulder a little. I think that when I add the gun opposite that it will balance a little better as the tripod is probably as heavy as my gun. I could go lighter on the tripod, but I don't like to mess with my optics set up, as my eyes are my best friend in the mountains.
Not a huge trip... one that the family and friends could tag along on... fourteen of us...
Holy pack of kids... minus adults..