85 hours to go...

The day is quickly approaching where I must leave my darling cats behind and venture forth on my adventure. As the days go by, the forecast for Tour 1 clarifies into a glorious prognostication of violent weather. My gear is packed and I am down to deciding which jacket to bring along. Mina is looking at me now as if to plead with me not to go. As painful as it is to leave her, I must...for the storms await.