Well, after an exciting and enjoyable hike in the Wind River Mountains, Lynda and I are going to relax in Kalispell, Montana. We need some repairs done to the rig that are over due (result of a generator fire in Wyoming where someone put their generator too close to some trees) The embers came down on our awnings so those need to be replaced.
Next we are meeting some friends, Greg and Aleicia Landon that I haven’t see in 10 years, and have wondered about for the past few weeks. I had remembered that they had headed down this way, then a few days ago, Aleicia found me on face book.. Small small world
So Lynda has to put in some work time tomorrow and Tuesday, and I will be doing some work myself, mostly on managing the Allstate claim, the repairs and so on. In the meantime, a friend sent us a few more photos of our backpacking adventure with NOLS. (National Outdoor Leadership School). Folks these people are amazing as are their courses. AND they are tax write offs, so we intend do do a few more.
I am looking at one of their course, hiking the Dolomite’s in Italy. Another one of those “bucket list” things…
We are also prepping for our month long trip down to Belize, which should be a divers dream. We just finalized our costs for that with our travel agent, Christine Cotten. GREAT travel agent for two clueless travelers.
But for now? Dinner with friends.. Then while Lynda is working I will also look into day hikes in Glacier National Park. We may or may not make it to Mt Rainier this year, and if not, no worries we will catch it on our way to Alaska next year.
Now for a change of pace. I have read several blog sites that entertain our way of life. and it occured to me that a lot of “curve balls” in life have placed us on our current path. Those include some cancer scares, change in employment, and the desire to find something “different” in life’s path.
I have been reviewing the past 10 years or so that Lynda and I have shared, and those years have been the best in my life.. and I mean that. Never, in a million years did I ever once think that I would end up with my high school sweetheart cruising the roads of America, and living a life that I had buried many years ago.
We have made GREAT friends in San Diego, and we miss them terribly, but you know something? I do NOT miss life in the “Cube Farm”. I truly hated what I did. I have spent 10 years (and of that 10 years, the MAJORITY of that time) working jobs that went nowhere, created nothing specific, left nothing behind, and accomplished little. I look back at that and remember the ONLY reason I worked them was a means to an end. They all paid really well.
I traded my life for money. Something you cannot recover, something you cannot undo. Once your time is spent, it is gone. and that should be a precious resource that a person doles out with great care. Instead? I blew those days, months, years.
There is some good in that life of “chasing the all-mighty dollar”. My wife’s health is on the right path, we have the means to support ourselves as we rocket down the road, and each step on our path has led us to where we are. But let me say this. I have had many friends who have never had the opportunity to step out of the “American Dream” and try living for a life’s adventure. To truly jump onto the road less traveled and see where it leads.
They lost their gamble with life. Their lives ended much sooner than they ever expected, and with that, their dreams of adventure cut short. I look at others that have found themselves at their twilight years some very pleased with their lives, others? Not so much. and now, adventure time is over. Their bodies are old and with that, adventure is watching a movie.
So I have a suggestion, take it for what it is worth. If you find yourself “lacking” in being passionate about living? Try having an adventure. Even if it is only for a short time. Let go of the “stuff” that you own, quit allowing it to “own” you. Look for what you are truly passionate about, what gives you that “rush” to live..
I look back at a book I read, and in that, it was all about a group of fish that learned to hang on to the rocks in a river for survival. They had been raised to believe that if you ever let go of those rocks, you would be dashed to death on the rapids below.
One such fish told his friends that he would rather die on the rapids than to die of boredom, and they called him insane. He released his grip and as expected, the rapids bruised him, and pummeled him pretty severely. But, as he went further down the stream he found that he was swimming in new waters, a life much better than clinging to the rocks. and the other fish called him “enlightened”… Truth is you can choose how you live at any point in your life. and yes, there are consequences for those choices, but for us?
The rapids were not that painful, and swimming in the river?
One hell of an adventure