Adventure of Summer Sixteen
It lives within all of us. The desire to seek the unknown and travel the open road. At the beginning of this summer, I chased this very endeavor. I desired to take a trip that would break my world wide-open. For a period of time, I wanted to remove the framework of my everyday life. No rules. No boundaries.
I didn’t want any plans or reservations. I simply wanted to be free.
So often our lives are rigid and routine. We plan out every detail. Six-month, one-year, five-year, and ten-year plans are a common discussion within our society…and that’s okay. In fact, I believe routines and plans hold great value. They provide direction, scope, and vision for your life and accomplishing goals.
At the same time, they can create a narrowed vision. A vision that bypasses the simplistic backbone of living.
In early June, without much planned, I packed up the essentials (including my two dogs) and headed west. We had food, water, and a mobile shelter. Other than that, we drifted away from plans and timetables. Every day was a new adventure, in a new place.
One of my greatest goals for this trip was to develop my understanding of our country, its people, and its beauty. I didn’t wanted to use Google to map-out the minutes or ask every trip advisor website where I should travel next.
I wanted things to go wrong. I wanted to take detours and unpaved roads.
I would like to think that I bypassed being a tourist, but I’m sure some of the locals I met along the way would “beg to differ”.
By the end of the adventure, I had knocked off countless bucket list items while seeing absolutely amazing scenery. Colorado, Utah, Wyoming, Montana, and Idaho offered some of the greatest landscapes and views I’ve ever seen.
But this trip was about more than the destinations. What made the adventure truly memorable was the 5,000 miles of road that connected the cities and towns I visited. I’m convinced there is not a feeling that compares to driving down a two-lane highway, hours from anyone, windows down, with music playing in the background. In this moment, I accomplished my goal of simply being lost.
Lost in thought. Lost in the breathtaking beauty that surrounded me.
Having every item you are responsible for within in a 10x6 foot space, while traveling at 60 miles-per-hour is a unique and revitalizing feeling. It’s at this point that the exploration loses its essence of travel and becomes more of a discovery. You forget about where you “need to be” and “what time do you need to be there”.
In turn, you simply let your life unfold before you.