Keeping it short this morning. Nervous stomach. Perhaps as foreshadowing of days to come, my appetite seems to have disappeared. Forced down a bit of breakfast, then went to pick up the final permit. Met my team mate on the way – zero reason for Achim or anyone else to worry. Except for maybe sharing my concerns of how this large man, all of our equipment and I will fit into a tent. Maybe Bernie will share w me instead?