Deciding to go makes everything a bit more real.  Celebrated by attacking a job I found weirdly intimidating:  re-building a fox float after six years of (joyful) neglect.  Turns out that internet videos, patience, and will are all that’s required.  Everything looks great.

It feels as if I haven’t bought any bike toys for a decade.  That’s what contentment and kids will do.  Toys arrived all this week:  front rack from Old Man Mountain; cycling tights; and a sleeping bag liner.  Now I just have to find the tent and start gathering the rest of stuff I’ve only used in bits and pieces.

Update:  backcountry espresso machine ravaged by time.  Must find alternate.

post rebuild -- not as scary as I thought