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Knowing What to Ask

 My room is a wreck with borrowed packing bags, dry sacks, sleeping bags, and bought and ordered items, but I think it's coming together. Last night I ruminated over sleeping pads vs. pumped air mattresses (this has kept me up for more than one night) and even crafted a 3AM email to Tammy, one of our ride leaders about which option would be the most beneficial. I know from experience that these middle of the night emails are not my best attempts at lucid communication. Somehow I managed to keep it as a draft and NOT send it. Good thinking on my part because with the dawn came the realization that the question I REALLY needed to have answered was not the one I asked.

What I needed to know was how they handled the inevitable problems of broken equipment, failing batteries, and, of course, leaking sleeping pads and mattresses. The resulting email was far less neurotic and I'm looking forward to the answer.

Regardless of the answer, I am close to my weight limit for my camping bag already. There are decisions (and perhaps a few more purchases) to be made. 

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  1. AnonymousNovember 14, 2022 at 4:19 AM

    So interesting to see all the prep that goes into the trip and how you have to decide on what is really important...so like life. Debbie

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