Perhaps I have a low threshold for adventure but just getting up in morning reveals a new venture. To me, an adventure is multidimensional; it's not just the conventional "new trail," or unencountered challenge.
You can allow yourself to become weary or jaded to elements of life, and we all do to an extent. For some it might be the routine of going to work or ferrying kids to soccer. If you look beyond the task and focus on the unusual or even subtle events surrounding that task, the fertile mind will find adventure.
Call it the "Calvin & Hobbes Effect."
See what I mean...
Just add a Tyrannosaurus Rex flying an F-14 Tomcat... you are welcome.
I'm here till Saturday morning. I have all day tomorrow free and I'm free after 3 on Friday.. Other than that I'm in training till 5pm every day but free after that.How long are you in PA? Reading is only a few hours.
gives you moments of wonder.
This.Adventure is in essence anything that breaks the mundane, increases the adrenaline flowing through your blood, and gives you moments of wonder.
It could be involved as taking on a raging river or sublime as hiking out of a forest canopy and witnessing a glorious view. It's the breath of a new child entering the world and the dangerous thrill of suddenly walking up on a bear deep in the woods. It's mad laughter and expletive laced shouts or quiet contemplation and whispered wonder.
But most of all it's fun and that's the way it should be.
I've heard a variation of this theme in a TED talk somewhere. The act of changing routine, creating and entertaining the smallest of curiosities, can do wonders for our subconscious mental health. Incredible how "taking the next right" can feel in the moment; the wonderment of seeing something for the first time or in a new light.Anything with an uncertain outcome. . . . micro adventures.
Solid comments overall, sir, but this one really resonated. Much as I love the idea of living out of a truck and touring the globe--with a liveried Mitsubishi race car behind my Earth Cruiser, no less--the thought of living out of a truck and touring the globe is a bit much for me. I suspect I'm destined to predominately 36-hour adventures. And that's fine by me.I will likely never take the "ultimate adventure". I read about guys who cast it all aside and roll for years at a time, living out of their jeep/truck whatever and while I do envy them, I know I will not ever get to that point.
Funny. I never associated the movers who packed our house for a PCS move as being anything like the guys from Richard Pryor's Moving. (Is it Mardi Gras time yet?) First time I had to pack my own stuff and drag it across country by myself was a most unpleasant surprise.Every day in the Marine Corps..... Especially when orders show up that completely relocate you, your spouse and all of your personal belongings to an unknown destination... and the movers are usually excommunicated carnies/gypsies who are about a phone call away from a parole violation.
Ideally, adventure for me will someday again, be driving to a remote area of the desert (in the greater Yuma area) parking the Land Cruiser, setting up camp, venturing out on foot alone into the unknown and finding my way back to my vehicle without going back the way I came from and without the aid of map, compass or GPS. I miss playing that game. I used to call it "find my way back to the Jeep" so I'll have to modify it to Land Cruiser. Easy enough.
Those moments when we snap out of our egotistical fog, society's institutional tentacles fall away, and the universe fills us with wonder through our senses. They're far too few and far between, imo.Adventure is in essence anything that breaks the mundane, increases the adrenaline flowing through your blood, and gives you moments of wonder.
It could be involved as taking on a raging river or sublime as hiking out of a forest canopy and witnessing a glorious view. It's the breath of a new child entering the world and the dangerous thrill of suddenly walking up on a bear deep in the woods. It's mad laughter and expletive laced shouts or quiet contemplation and whispered wonder.
But most of all it's fun and that's the way it should be.
I've heard a variation of this theme in a TED talk somewhere. The act of changing routine, creating and entertaining the smallest of curiosities, can do wonders for our subconscious mental health. Incredible how "taking the next right" can feel in the moment; the wonderment of seeing something for the first time or in a new light.Anything with an uncertain outcome. . . . micro adventures.
Solid comments overall, sir, but this one really resonated. Much as I love the idea of living out of a truck and touring the globe--with a liveried Mitsubishi race car behind my Earth Cruiser, no less--the thought of living out of a truck and touring the globe is a bit much for me. I suspect I'm destined to predominately 36-hour adventures. And that's fine by me.I will likely never take the "ultimate adventure". I read about guys who cast it all aside and roll for years at a time, living out of their jeep/truck whatever and while I do envy them, I know I will not ever get to that point.
Funny. I never associated the movers who packed our house for a PCS move as being anything like the guys from Richard Pryor's Moving. (Is it Mardi Gras time yet?) First time I had to pack my own stuff and drag it across country by myself was a most unpleasant surprise.Every day in the Marine Corps..... Especially when orders show up that completely relocate you, your spouse and all of your personal belongings to an unknown destination... and the movers are usually excommunicated carnies/gypsies who are about a phone call away from a parole violation.
Ideally, adventure for me will someday again, be driving to a remote area of the desert (in the greater Yuma area) parking the Land Cruiser, setting up camp, venturing out on foot alone into the unknown and finding my way back to my vehicle without going back the way I came from and without the aid of map, compass or GPS. I miss playing that game. I used to call it "find my way back to the Jeep" so I'll have to modify it to Land Cruiser. Easy enough.
Those moments when we snap out of our egotistical fog, society's institutional tentacles fall away, and the universe fills us with wonder through our senses. They're far too few and far between, imo.Adventure is in essence anything that breaks the mundane, increases the adrenaline flowing through your blood, and gives you moments of wonder.
It could be involved as taking on a raging river or sublime as hiking out of a forest canopy and witnessing a glorious view. It's the breath of a new child entering the world and the dangerous thrill of suddenly walking up on a bear deep in the woods. It's mad laughter and expletive laced shouts or quiet contemplation and whispered wonder.
But most of all it's fun and that's the way it should be.