Just made my connecting bus. While waiting lots of repacking and getting pestered by security. They thought I was loitering. I just wasn’t very mobile.  dragging my bag to and from the handicap launch pad for the final push of the day.. Could barely get it off the ground  because of muscle failure. There was a food pantry right at the place the bus driver dropped me off at. He said they will help. I saw pumpkin pie in a can and pie crest. Grabbed it and took out my Gerber and stabbed the top of the can a bunch times until I could pour the pumpkin filling out onto the pie crust. Scarffed it down. Found a spot near by to hang my hammock about 60 feet from where my bag was parked.  Setup camp making four trips from my bag to the trees. Missing my microcontroller gear i had to digest that it was stolen. Even though i only took my eyes of it for a few seconds.  I shouldn’t need what was in it for survival. But lost a few hundred dollars worth of electronic controllers battery packs, sensors, motors, remotes, blue tooth IC and much more. I hope the business where i got my purchases from will help me replenish it. This was the starting build of my electronic portable kit. Ill build it better next time. 😦 

i still have gold panning gear, rock hounding gear, swimming gear, fishing gear. I’m still very excited to move forward.

The first bus of the day  i seemed to have missed by  about a minute. First attempt to put on the bag I fell over.   The first block felt like walking multiple miles. i remember the last two blocks were so undecided I didn’t think I could make it but I’ve been trained well so i put on my diabetic Ceasars face and moved and fell on every fence and rested on every trash can i could find. I couldn’t rest on any lower  of fear I’d never get my bag up again. If I fallen on the short walk I’d probably need to call a friend for help… I thought dang I’m good.  I’m amazing but still missed it by about two minutes even though i left 15 minutes early. Huffing and puffing a second bag slung over my neck and another bag in one hand and electronics in cardboard box in the other. I was thinking dang it my shoe laces could have been shortened to cut off a gram or other  things that added to weight, including labels.  Soon  after, I realized my bus had one more dispatch to Mills City, and I had four more chances to get to it. I wavered and resubmitted to commit to the journey .  There was a brick wall for me to rest my bag on. I can not backpack it from the ground. I need to get it at least two feet above the ground to be able to shoulder it. While waiting an hour to bus from Hines st to transit, the bag was repacked, and I pour most of my last liter of water out. Can’t carry anyone water yet or very little.  Relieved when I found a day bag of food packed near the top holding power bars. of the  I Just made my connecting bus.