Now that I'm on the tail end of the trip, there is light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm good at these kinds of things. I suppose that comes from having done similar efforts too many times in the past but regardless, a good end result comes from three things. (1) planning (2) execution and (3) luck.
I flew to Phoenix late Wednesday.
|The always wonderful Maria and Me.|
It was hot. I suppose that's to be expected but given that I needed to spend a full day packing my truck I knew it would be an issue.
|The dust storm rolling in....|
|My 16' truck....she only had 3,500 miles on her when I started.|
|After 6 hot, sweaty hours - the truck is loaded.|
|The route....2100 miles worth.|
|Sunrise over the Sonoran Desert - leaving the Valley....|
We had breakfast together yesterday before I left which made for a late start. I drove 850 miles - stopping just east of Atlanta. It was a relatively short 12+ hour drive across Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, and Georgia.
I'll finish the remaining 250 miles a little later today.
The good news is that the truck has been driving well, the weather has been wonderful, the roads have been generally good, and I'm feeling pretty good considering. When I've done this kind of thing in the past I find myself getting sick shortly afterwards....the body isn't meant to sit still for as long as mine is. I don't have any aches or pains to speak of yet, which is a good thing. I do have a swollen left foot and ankle for some reason - not sure how that happened but I'm sure it has something to do with liquid and sitting too long. If that's the worst of my ailments by the time this is all done I guess I'll be happy.
So that's it for now. The trip continues.