Let no one look down on your youthfulness, but rather in speech, conduct, love, faith and purity, show yourself an example of those who believe.
1 Timothy 4:12
The short story is that Ian and I went backpacking at Bear Mountain in Connecticut. There, now for those of you with short attention spans, you know what we were up to without having to suffer through all the details.
Now, for those of you who want to hear all the nitty-gritty of our backpacking trip, here’s the lowdown. Friday I only worked a half day, driving myself in at 7:30 to get off at just before noon (people work too many hours at CRL, and even I do it occasionally). Tucked into my backpack, I found a list I had made of everything Dad and I take on our backpacking trips, and after that pretty much the rest of the day Ian and I spent preparing for our first solo backpacking trip as a couple. We bought lots of small things at REI as well as renting Ian a backpack — incidentally, possibly the best deal ever, with the first and last days free and only $15 for the middle day for REI members. We also bought ingredients for the world’s best trail mix as well as food for the four meals we ate on the trip. When I had assembled and sorted everything, we packed everything into our bags, a feat easily said but less easily accomplished, as it requires serious geometry skills in addition to some serious stubborn shoving.