Sunday, October 20, 2013

"The Art Of Creating Endless Adventure Days..."

Many have written musingly about, and even more have whispered gently aloud, that there is surely an art in creating a sense of endless adventure days for ourselves...
We talk too about the challenges and distractions, arising from simply finding the time to get out there.
I've wondered often though, is it only how we get the time for our journeys - or is it also not more truly about the 'way' we are, the 'being' we become, within whatever moments we do have to wander...
Certainly we extend the time we have by going earlier, longer, through things like alpine starts and first light launches. We expand on the days too when we patiently watch the sunsets, sit for long hours by the campfire, and gaze up longingly at the full moon and its companion constellations. We prolong those measured hours so that hopefully they are transformed into memorable enduring moments...
Therein I sense is another elusively subtle way to timely navigate - by finding that which is personally memorable, that which embraces our individual meanings, deep within those seconds of our newly developing awareness and perception of what is significant, and what is not...
These are surely keys to the legends upon this alternative map for our wonderful endless timelessness out there. Such ways of 'being' and not just 'having' an experience, are clearly means to extending the length, breadth, height, and depth of time within any adventure journey.
Then it no longer about minutes, but more so now reflecting an artistry in creating timeless forever moments.
'Time is relative' the wise ones have said, and we adventurers know how to really experience the truth of this..... DSD

2 comments:

Jeff said...

I've had a quandry about my own wilderness adventures.

I don't mind the morning darkness. In fact, I relish it. I generally try to start my adventures right at dawn, so you will frequently find me accessing the starting points while it is still dark.

Conversely, if I am out late, I tend to develop a certain amount of trepidation as darkness approaches. Unlike the morning lightlessness, the night puts my senses on edge.

Any thoughts about why I would have a fear of the night-time darkness, but a rush of anticipation when starting my day before light?

SummitStones said...

Hello My Friend,
Interesting pondering you raise as I too have had many such moments as the day seems to lose its last light. Over the years when I bump up against such feelings, it seems that taking the time to ask different questions always clarifies and is a useful route. Is it the darkness, or might it be the time of day? Could it be that beginnings feel very different than the later times in the day? I've often felt that I'm running out of something, be it daylight, 'time' for the trip, maybe even what I think I need for energy to complete the route. Starting has a very different feel than endings too? Endings can mean returnings to many other things at times. Completions feel very different also. Sometimes, it seems like a deadline, rather than a fulfillment. That feels too much like the end of a busy workday rather than the completion of a wonderful adventure. I sense for me as well that this is often about energy. Maybe especially now as I am older. It is more of a challenge to dig as deep. A touch of anxiousness seeps in at the end of a long day, when the sun keeps getting farther away, and I seem to have so many kilometers to go. Just when I should slow down to enjoy even more of the moment, I find myself pushing, and that can be a touch off setting. Just a few musings over what many of us surely feel Jeff. What breadth and depth of experiences we have out there...