Nerves of Steel, Stomach of Jelly

I still can’t wrap my head around it, but the nervous butterflies in my stomach, my quickened heartbeat and the lump in my throat that’s making it hard eat tells me that my body knows… I’m going on an adventure and a bigger one than I have ever attempted before. This time next week I’ll be halfway to Whitehorse with 80lbs of gear in the belly of the plane just waiting to be punished in the wilds of the Yukon.

photo: Jo Ohara Wikimedia

photo: Jo Ohara Wikimedia

I’m not even sure where I’m going exactly. Our destination as NOLS participants will be revealed to us on the day that we get there. I only know that it will be within a 14 hour drive of Whitehorse and that it will be somewhere that few people have ever seen or experienced. I’ll be hiking off trail and at elevation, in unpredictable weather for two weeks and then trading in my backpack for a dry bag as we continue our journey by canoe, running the rapids of a wild northern river for another two weeks.
The hardest part of this trip will be leaving my family behind. I’ve never been away from them for more than a few days and I get choked up just thinking of not seeing their faces for so long. I’ve been squeezing in double hugs and kisses to sustain me through all the days that I will be without them. I will have no phone, no Internet, in fact no electronics of any kind. Completely incommunicado for 30 days.

But enough about my apprehensions, let me tell you about the excitations!  Snow capped peaks, building lifelong friendships, acquiring mad outdoor and leadership skills, all in one of the most beautiful, pristine and isolated places on earth.  You can’t put a value on this experience…it’s priceless.  I’ll be boohoo-ing all the way there, but only because I’m so lucky to have the blessings at home that I do.  And we’re all going to benefit from this, cause mama’s gonna school the kiddos in white water paddling when I get back and it’s only a matter of time before we can all go north and run those rivers together.

So this will be my last post for a good long while.  Keep calm and camp on.  I’m off to do some learnin’.

My kitchen floor today...

My kitchen floor today…

12 responses to this post.

  1. Time of your life coming up!


  2. Posted by geekingirl on July 22, 2013 at 8:23 AM

    WOOT WOOT! Can’t wait to hear about your whitewater adventures. Perhaps, when you move to Gananoque, you’ll come to Cornwall for one of their whitewater club’s outings and Ian and I will give you the scoop on the Pukaskwa River!


  3. Posted by erin on July 22, 2013 at 8:25 AM

    Good luck it will all be worth it.


    • When I’m feeling sad about leaving, I have to remind myself of that. For sure this is going to be an experience that I’ll be talking about for the rest of my life 🙂


  4. Look forward to reading about it when you get back. Be safe.


  5. Have a blast! I am a huge fan of your posts and look fwd to September to read all about your trip sans-famille.


  6. How’d it go? I’d love to hear about how you decided to leave the gam and go on an expedition. I’m contemplating a big trip but am filled with guilt about leaving the kiddo. Curious about your experience!


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