So, my son and I have been planning a thru-hike for next Mar for a couple of years.
Last week he tells me he's not a backpacker.
All my thoughts and fantasies about hiking the trail involve the 2 of us doing it together.
My husband is very leary of me going alone. He's sure that the woods are full of bad things and people and I will die out there (or worse). He's OK with this crazy dream of mine because he thinks our son is going. We haven't told him differently yet.
My son is great fun to hike with and I have come to rely on him to divy up the chores with. He gets water, I cook. I clean, he bearbags, etc. We divide weight. He carries the tent body and groundsheet, I carry the rainfly and poles. I carry the kitchen, he carries the steripen, etc. The loser of our nightly card games carries the cards the next day.
My pack and my heart just got a lot heavier. Ever since he volunteered to do this with me, I have thought of little else other than what it will be like to do this with him. To have someone to look out for and to look out for me. Someone to share stories with. I have thought of us as team Pullen.
He tells me he wants to do it for me. I don't want him there to take care of me. I want a partner to share the experience with.
Thoughts?
Dee
healthymom