I never start a real adventure quite when I expect to. Packing for a trip, even an afternoon hike, feels like I am watching all my gear go around on turbo-charged baggage carousel at an airport. Except someone on the other side is messing with me by snatching important things off and throwing on some nonessential items. So the same things never spin around every time, but there's always something new too, like when too many flights are using the same carousel. My headlamp may spin around once, and if I don't grab it, it may not spin around again until I have left the terminal. The same goes for logistics, like remembering the name of the road to turn off on, or how many cliff bands should be crossed to reach an objective. That is baggage that I should definitely claim.
Getting lost in someone else's class
Getting lost in someone else's class
Getting lost in someone else's class
I never start a real adventure quite when I expect to. Packing for a trip, even an afternoon hike, feels like I am watching all my gear go around on turbo-charged baggage carousel at an airport. Except someone on the other side is messing with me by snatching important things off and throwing on some nonessential items. So the same things never spin around every time, but there's always something new too, like when too many flights are using the same carousel. My headlamp may spin around once, and if I don't grab it, it may not spin around again until I have left the terminal. The same goes for logistics, like remembering the name of the road to turn off on, or how many cliff bands should be crossed to reach an objective. That is baggage that I should definitely claim.