Lame!

Sandbagged!
Yesterday I went on a trial run, fully loaded with all my gear. A little late in the game seeing as I wanted to depart for my trip by Wed. but that's me, always the procrastinator. I found out the hard way that carrying a frame pack on the back was not the way to go. I'm sure anybody could've told me this but I wouldn't have listened anyway. About an hour into my journey my wrist was going numb and I thought my spine was going to collapse. There's no working through that feeling, I was toast.
So I'm going to have to alter my plans significantly. I think I'm going to either fly or take a train out to Montana with in the next couple of weeks. This will get me to Bozeman faster then I originally planned. I'll be able to spend more time helping my brother fix up the house and prepare for babytime (uncle Petey, I love the sound of it)and for me to acquire some much needed gear to replace my current inadequecies.
Trust me, nobody could possably be more disapointed then myself but I do fully intend to continue my journey from Bozeman on to VanCouver, Seattle, Portland and wherever else the wind blows. Be good, stay in touch and do good work. Petey out.