I need to get to the desert, the open spaces, the nothingness, the quiet days of running, the long days of running....my heaven.
ok, maybe enough emotional blabber for now.
lets get down to the real stuff.....my backpack....friend/enemy/lover???
I re-packed my stuff last night, and with my sleeping pad, my pack weighs about 8kg.
bloody hell, why can't I get that thing to weigh like 6kg?? Maybe because I don't want to go hungry or freeze my privates off. One thing that I learned in Jordan....take those warm clothes with, because being cold is really NOT fun. Shit, I hope its not that cold in the Atacama. Bring on the 40C!!!!
packing 101:
compulsory equipment, including a sense of humour - check
compulsory clothing - check
nice to have's - check
(ie. IPods...yes IPods...3 of them, camera, trekking poles)
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| Javier and Jorge Rodrigues Rodrigues (check Javier's cool duct tape) |
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| A fantastic collection of super nutritious food items... |
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| All this (excluding the glue) that I am taking with....and managed to squeeze in my pack. |
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| My super high tech Xonic watch. This piece of equipment can tell me the time and its got a stopwatch setting. Rad stuff! |
When I get to San Pedro on Friday I will re-pack again, to see if I can shed some weight of my pack..
but for now, I can't wait to hop on that plane tomorrow night!
I have been looking forward to the Atacama Crossing since Sahara Race 2012. This race will be a big reunion for a few of us Sahara 2012 desert rats.
My little nephew, Nicolaas Willem 'Bull' Louw is sending me to the desert with a beautiful picture of a bird that sees rain for the first time....I hope that this bird(me) does not see rain in the desert. The picture is safe and secure in a Ziploc bag in my backpack. a few xtra grams that I am willing to carry with me.
This is it.
in a week from now I will be finished with stage 2 of the Atacama Crossing.
and I can't wait!!!!!!
Training is done now. Now my head will take over and take me to the finish line.
"Wake up, wake up it's a brand new day
I got a fresh breath and a full plate
W-w-wake up, wake up up
This is not a game
I'll take my fresh breath and go my own way
This is what I live for [live for]
This is what I, this is what I live for [live for]
This what I live for [live for], this is what I
This is what I live for [live for]
Measure my growth by the season
Limits don't exist if you don't give them reason
but everybody wants to know how
I built this dream and never had a doubt"
"Rob Bailey and the Hustle Standard"
The desert. THAT is what I live for.
To the BOS sport peeps and to RACEFOOD....you guys ROCK
