There is a place that I have not seen, a place that I have not been.  There is always another mountain, another road.  The backpack collects no dust and the tent never sits unfolded.  The car is a tool, the motorcycle is better, the place: outside of the typical.

Curiosity never killed the cat, but it has changed the life of all adventurists.

Too many hours within one zip code, or perhaps it is simply the horizon the beckons?  It is genetics, this curiosity, the drive to change, for change is (after all) the only consistent.  But as ironic as it may seem, it is the consistency that matters.

Do not make the mistake of believing in your dreams; adventures do not have consistent conclusions, foreseen consequences.  The adventurist will learn this…sooner or later.  This is part of the adventure no matter what your belief is about the trip.

The platitude for the adventurist to remember: everything has a cost and a benefit, but don’t be so sure you know which is which.  Enjoy the adventure and pay for it with your past.  The sun will set and where will you be?  This is the question in the back of every adventurist’s mind.