I weighed my pack before we left. Twenty five pounds, including the Suntactics charger and the bear canister. I am thinking that my pack will be close to the same weight when I hike the PCT. There isn't anything more that I need than what I have. 
Jack is sitting in the corner working on his graphic journal. I am practicing my two-thumb blogging technique that I will need to perfect before 2017. That seems like a long way off but I struggle to hit the correct letters on my iPhone screen.
We listened to Garrison Keillor talk about Lake Wobegon on one of the audio books I checked out from the library before we left. I actually got to the library fifteen minutes before it closed. I have not had the chance to listen to A Prairie Home Companion very often but I am guessing that the regular listeners to that show probably have already heard the stories I heard for the first time today. Garrison is a great storyteller. He makes it look easy, while in reality telling stories is hard work.
Tomorrow is a big driving day. We head up along the Oregon coast. I am feeling more relaxed than I have felt in a long time just thinking about the next week being non-work days. I am surprised that I am not feeling more exhausted since it is so late. Just knowing that I can sleep as lo g as I want tomorrow is restful in itself.
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