With my first time backpacking, I had a choice: rent or borrow a pack that may or may not fit me well, or buy one that REI fitted to me with the option to return if I hated backpacking. It seemed like an easy choice!
Labor Day weekend, I went backpacking for my first time ever. The boyfriendo has been backpacking since he was a child, and he spoke fondly of camping at Cape Alava as a backpacking trek. Armed with a new 65-liter pack and hopefully enough food, we set off!
I almost didn’t write this post. What good will a wrapup do with a year before the next GABF? I wondered. However, my amazing weekend there was enough of a blur I want to gush about it now, while the memories are only a bit hazy!