It is good to have an end to journey towards, but it is the journey that matters in the end.
Ursala K. LeGuin
So it begins.
A long walk, a hike, a hair-brained plan, total insanity – call it what you want. But this journal will detail our adventures as we hike the Pacific Crest Trail.
I suppose the travel bug bit us during our honeymoon in Hawaii almost 25 years ago. We were lounging in our Camp Wai’napanapa cabin on the shores of Maui, and we were contemplating ways we could live like Gilligan on our own little island. Why were those castaways trying to escape that island? If only that could be us, we thought, we would surely choose to stay.
And the years that followed, through mortgages and children, we’ve managed to travel quite a bit. We toured the Continental United States for 6 months back in 1988, have camped in over 30 states, have hiked the Grand Canyon, cruised many times. So that bug has a tight grab on both of us.
(I suppose it goes without saying that this blog assumes one fundamental theory of life and it is a quite simple one. It is that the meaning of life cannot be, it must not be, the truly monotonous nature of spending more time working our careers than we spend with our families; that it must not be the politics of the day; that it must not be solely about the arrogance and evils of Wall Street; that life must be more than building defenses against our enemies, real and imagined. This blog will assume that life has meaning when we are with people we enjoy, when we are learning and when we are traveling. If life is about these, then life is pretty good).
And so it begins. We embark on a new adventure. And we’d like to take you with us. We’ll be updating this journal periodically and hope you’ll join us.