Not all those who wander are lost....

Some wander through life in search of something-something to define who they are and what they should do. Some wander for a sense of purpose and a greater being. Not me. Rather, I choose to wander for the sheer excitement of not knowing what may be around the next turn or over the next hill. That in and of itself is all the reason to set off for the wilderness or a new trail or even just a new part of town. For in that world of unknown and unpredictable environments, you find out what you are made of, what you can do, and why it is that we seek adventure: for the sake of being adventurous.

Caught in a blizzard at 12 thousand feet-CRAZY?

Pausing for a photo-op in said blizzard-Awesome.

Racing through the woods, caring not about what you want or need but only what you have, you can obtain an entirely new grasp on what it is to be this thing we call human. While there is the worry of unreliable footfalls and determined tree roots, that carelessness yields something amazing and something that too few people ever experience.

They always want more-more money, more cars, more stuff. But what for? Sure, we are all guilty of wanting, but some people are more guilty than others if that makes sense. And it is in that insurmountable guilt that we see the problems that unfold around us. That is not what this is about-NO. If you want to hear about problems of the world, take 10 minutes and do something that millions cannot do: educate yourself.

*No, I am not going to go to Alaska to live in a bus... Seriously.

Though at times I may begin a rant about the unjust happenings I see, the emphasis of this is to document the adventure that so many others fail to become a part of. Ranging from a run of the Boston Marathon to a hopeful conquering of at least 40 of Colorado’s 14ers over the summer, some say it is simply too much, especially while maintaining a job and school and social life. I say bring it on.

An alternate Thanksgiving Day celebration. One well worth it.