She carried a bag of her belongings on her back. A sturdy, clean pack fitted to her strong body, weight resting on her hips, not the shoulders. Legs can bear the heft of a pack that size for greater periods than one’s back could ever manage. I see her and I know this fact because I was that woman. Looking back only five years I think of myself as a girl then. A girl with laced-up boots and a long stride.
damn! i would have sent you mine had i thought of it! i sold it this summer for $50