Too Much Stuff

We’re in Louisiana Bayou Country—a boiled crawfish sign around every bend, Spanish Moss draped from massive Live Oak trees, and the nicest people I’ve ever met in this country. Where we are reminds me of Forrest Gump.

We rode for two days—57 miles the first day, 37 the second day—then we took a day to LOSE SOME WEIGHT and reorganize! We were going way too slow. Yep. We ditched about 50lbs of stuff, including Zach’s trailer. Thank goodness. Had to make some hard choices, but hauling stuff around really puts it all in perspective. I sent my DSLR camera home, after those two days I picked it up and all I could think about was how heavy it was—so until I deem it worthy to pick up a good little digital camera I will be snapping pics with my iPhone 5. Whittling our setup down to the real essentials. 

That second night we setup tent in the pouring rain, but somehow managed to keep everything DRY thanks to Zach’s OCD planning. We were exhausted and happy at the end of the day as we ate a weird Curried Bean + Sprout Salad (with too much onion) that I made inside the tent, in the dark, by the light of my dying headlamp.
 TOO MUCH STUFF, ALL SPREAD OUT AT CHLOE'S AND DANNY'S, PACKING UP IN NEW ORLEANS BEFORE LEAVING.