23 December, 2008

Progress

I feel a bit like General John Burgoyne, the British commander who fought the Continental Army while refusing to part with his creature comforts. It's not like Buenos Aires is the wilderness of the Adirondacks, but . . .

Before

Attempt # 1 - Stuff everything in the rucksacks and hope they fit. It didn't work.

Attempt #2 - Tidy up the tarp, lay out the gears in a somewhat orderly fashion, then repack the rucksacks. It was better, but not there yet.

Attempt #3 - Remove 20% of my clothes, then repack. Almost there.

I'll have to have another go at it. All this packing worked up an appetite for dinner and a few pints.

I am willing to turn down some of my clothes but refuse to slim down on my wet/cold weather gears and my books (which adds at least 20 lbs to my pack). We all have to make sacrifices for the revolution.

After - ish

3 comments:

Quickroute said...

here's an idea for you

http://www.vimeo.com/1995161

Megan said...

You are getting there!

Baino said...

Haha . .not as easy as it looks is it? I remember clare having a bedload of stuff and a 20kg limit on her pack. She cut everything by 30% (except wet weathers and walking boots) and managed to knock it down to 14kgs! She's a whizz at rolling things up and securing them with rubber bands! Getting excited? When do you leave?