It always takes me a few days after I get back to get in the groove but I'm there. Ft. McClellan was ridiculous. I can't believe I had never been there in 7+ years. Today I did something I don't usually do. I picked up a hitch-hiker. He wasn't the average hitch-hiker though. He was 75 years old and leaving a doctors appointment. He could barely walk. He only needed to go a few miles. I figured that if I couldn't take him I needed to quit.
I knocked out a research paper and went to dinner with Pat and Steve tonight. It was fun. It's great weather for the top down on Pat's jeep. I'm sure I'll miss it when I'm at NTC.
As I thought, my ruck appeared the day I left for Ft. McClellan. I have it now and it is awesome. I can't wait to load it down with crap and walk across California.
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Great Jacket weather that is... :)
Breaking the law by pickin' up hitch hikers.. I won't turn you in if you don't tell that I washed my cars!
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