This is my first trip out with my newly acquired Gregory backpack. I bought this pack from Chad (pictured) knowing that I will be venturing off places in the midwest and southwest this winter. I also bought a backpack for Rachael from REI. We have to pack hers up and take it out it test, also.
This hike was intended to discover any shortcomings of the bag or find any adjustments I needed to make before actually backpacking. The basic fit was there and REI was there to help with and verify that. I took the pack into the Oak Brook Terrace store and they were happy to size it, adjust it, load it up and let me walk around a bit.
I woke up the morning of this hike to the TV news covering the death of that 21 year old kid at Starved Rock the week before. Not a good sign. I was already nervous about how I would handle the pack on those trails anyway. However, I trust my instincts enough to realize that if it doesn’t seem like a smart thing to do, maybe I shouldn’t do it – like hanging over the edge of an 80 foot drop while hanging on the branch of a tree.
I had not loaded up 45 pounds at REI like I had the night before this hike. All my sleeping gear, including my hand-made fleece sleeping bag liner, 4 liters of water, which I think
really pushed the weight over the top (I think that was about 8 pounds), and mostly just pack filler to try out the pack. . Chad and I met fairly early – about 10:30am or so – at the trail head for Illinois Canyon. Once we put our packs on and made some adjustments here and there, we were off.
The trail was a little muddy from the rain the day before, but manageable. There seemed to be more people than one might expect on a Friday morning. That’s cool – good for them! From the trailhead, the trail didn’t really seem like much, but once we hiked back a few hundred yards, the canyon walls began to creep upward on either side and the sun began shining through a bit here and there, making the scenery gradually more impressive.
We reached the end of Illinois Canyon to see a small waterfall, which later we found was not very impressive. We hiked back toward the trailhead but cut to the West and up a slope to reach the top of the canyon. We took that about 2.5 miles around the Kaskaskia and over into the end of the Ottawa Canyon, to witness a great waterfall.
By this time, I was quite used to my pack, though I was a tired. When we reached the bottom of Ottawa Canyon and began heading back, I refilled my water bottle from the Platypus and dumped out any of the remaining, uncessary (and HEAVY water). This made a pretty significant difference in weight and comfort. It wasn’t a lot, but I could definitely tell.
It was a great burn-in and I’m ready to go on an overnighter. I just have to work on lightening my gear and packing smarter.