This is my last entry before the adventure begins. I hope to be able to keep this going every week or 10 days to show what I’ve done and where I’ve been. I really didn’t think I would get this excited about going. I can hardly contain myself. I have 212 days to walk from Springer Mountain to Mount Katadin (they close Baxter State Park October 15th). That figures out to be 10.4 miles a day….. every day, so it’s not so bad actually. I bet I walk that much or more in my kitchen at Loon everyday.

Katie arranged a surprise going away party for me a couple of days ago. My daughter, Brenda and her new husband Mike, my daughter Bette with my grandson Jerran as well as my mother and about 35 friends and co-workers all to wish me well. It was a fantastic party filled with food, drinks and lots of laughs.

Today was my last day of work and it was a day filled with good byes and well wishes for my grand adventure. I’m blessed with all the friends and family that have supported me on my quest. Tomorrow at 4:30 a.m.; I will leave with Mom and Katie to Boston and then on the train to Georgia. Working up to the last day has been good for me as I haven’t had spare time to sit around and rethink everything over and over again. Wait a minute, I have been rethinking everything over and over again.

It seems I’m suppose to maintain a blister score/count. Keeping everyone informed as to the number of blisters I have should be fairly easy. If you wish to have a betting pool on the number, you have my permission. My pain could be worth big bucks if you guess well. There is also the mileage count and the state count. The AT is in 14 states and the mileage is 2186 or so. I probably will have time for a bear count and a snake count. Some have suggested I limit the snake count to just poisonous snakes, but as far as I’m concerned all snakes have teeth and bite so all should be counted.

If things go as planned I should be back in the White Mountains by the end of August, but with no planning other than to get up every day and walk northward, there is no way of knowing.

I’ve read a lot of inspiring quotes that can pertain to the trail and my walk, but this one seems to fit. “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” -Henry David Thoreau