Western Adventure

What does one do when life turns mundane, creativity is tapped-out, and curiosity wanes? Where is a wilderness lover living in a city of power to turn when there is no solitude, no grandeur, no vast landscape to inspire?

This Sol Adventurer has decided to stop being content being checked-out and mix things up a little. I’ve decided to leave this East Coast city and get back to my wilderness roots out West. I want to sleep under the stars and get some red dirt in my shoes. Even the startling jab of a prickly pear cactus in my toe would feel better than this current slow spiritual drain I’ve been tolerating.

There are tales of adventure everywhere. Outdoor writers attempt to define it; magazines tell us where to find it; we city dwellers dream of experiencing it, but can’t quit working long enough to capture it for anything longer than a fleeting few days wedged between the work week.

Lately I’ve come across countless inspirational stories and quotes, and would be hard-pressed to pick one that everyone would agree is the best. I’m not sure I’d even call this one the best, but rather the cold, pragmatic truth, spoken from one who was deprived of her senses and yet still managed to LIVE.

“Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.” – Helen Keller (1880 – 1968)

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