Date: 01 Jan 2018 0614PM EST
Location: Camping at Ten Mile Camp
Today's Miles: 9.5
Total Miles: 9.5
Woke up early at my shuttle driver's house in Miami. Couldn't get back to sleep so I read a bit and did some planning for the day.
Another hiker showed up last night for a shuttle today as well, but Delta screwed up her luggage and it's still in Atlanta.
The three of us piled into his vehicle and drove towards the trail, stopping at Walmart for resupply and a bakery for some breakfast. We arrived at the Oasis visitor center around 1100, whereupon after a few photos and the filing out of the required backcountry permit, I was on trail once more.
The surroundings are so foreign to me. The last time I was in Florida was elementary school, and only for a short road trip down with a friend and his family. Everything is so different. The flora and fauna, the animals, the smells, the threats - all of it is throwing me off. I'm sure I'll get used to it eventually.
About a mile into hiking I was tramping through water. Sometimes ankle deep, sometimes thigh deep, but always water. Every once in awhile there'd be a dry streatch, only to be plunged back into more water.
It'll be like this for the next two days, then it should be dry feet until near the end of the trail.
Having the usual doubts about being out here. Why would I leave my wife and newborn at home, what am I even doing out here, etc. I start to second guess myself so quickly.
I'm out here because I'm in a bad way, and hiking helps counteract that. If I could have stayed st home with my family and done fatherly and husbandly things, then *of course* I would have stayed. Since that wasn't the case, I now find myself lying on a dry patch of grass in a swamp.
Be home soon, my loves. Be home soon.