Kevin and I are off. Errands are done. The truck is packed. The moon is full and rising as we drive off into the sunset. Everywhere we went today there were ghosts and goblins. We saw Superman, Two Face, and Dorothy at the grocery store. Cats and devils were at the bank. What a day to be leaving. The sky was clear all day, the sun shone and the weather was just perfect. Thanks Mother Nature for a great sendoff. Tonight we head down to mystic hot springs in Monroe UT to soak away all the craziness and tight muscles from this week’s preparations. Today is the day. Our journey begins.
It’s strange to think that this is something we’ve been looking forward to for so long, and now it’s finally here. Will it be over in the same way? Will we suddenly turn around and find that this great adventure is at an end? I know that the adventures will never end. We will always travel, climb, hike, canyoneer, and go where our hearts and feet lead us because life is one big adventure. I think about the future and what things will be like when we’re back in school, or when we have kids. Will we go on these adventures? Will we be more careful? Or will we simply take our children with us? Fit adventure into the weekends and summer vacations?
As we drive I look out the window at the suburban sprawl next to the freeway. I think of all those people in their homes, cooking dinner, getting the kids ready for bed. We drive past amusement parks, mini golf, shopping centers, and I can’t help feeling relieved to be leaving it all. To be heading out into the wilderness. To be taking the path less traveled. And at the same time there is anxiety, trepidation about the hard parts that I know will come and that I know we’ll get through along with all the fun and adventure parts. Like when you’re on the third pitch 200 feet up and you can’t find any handholds, your feet are slipping and your terrified but the only way to go is up. There’s no turning back now, only moving on.
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