All of our lives are part of our adventure; it is a continuing experience, sometimes good, sometimes not so good. But where does this adventure or maybe the spirit of adventure begin in our lives? OK, admittedly you might say, when we arrived kicking and screaming from our mother’s womb, but I don’t think that is something we have the ability to remember, so where else?
For me, I can remember back quite a ways into my youth and the spirit of adventure was always surrounding me. Did we take great trips or go to fascinating places? No! If fact we only went on one vacation in my entire youth and that was with an aunt and uncle to a lake.
The world (and family), which I grew up in challenged us to see great possibilities. I grew up making my own adventures, setting my own challenges. We lived a few miles from a state park and a few buddies and I would hop on our bicycles and head for the park and spend the day. We would be army rangers hunting for the enemy, we would be explorers trekking through the jungle, and we would march and climb and hike and run and go anywhere our minds could take us. Life was always an adventure.
As I grew older the nature of the adventures changed. I fondly remember spending summers on my Aunt and Uncles’ dairy farm milking cows, bailing hay and plowing fields. I remember when I was about 14 my uncle telling me to take his huge flat bed farm truck out in the field and learn how to drive it. Also him putting me on tractors and having me drive wagons full of bailed hay to the barn. One of the highlights was the Friday night adult softball games in town, snow cones and ice cream. Then up at 4 a.m. to milk the cows all over again. No, I don’t imagine that at the time everything I did (like mucking out the barn), seemed that great, but now I realize they were all part of what grew the spirit of adventure in me.
The trick is you see, not to let life put a stop to your adventure. All of life is an adventure if we choose to see it that way. Our adventure has continued, across the United States, through Cameroon and Kenya Africa and back to our origins in the central United States. Where will the adventure end; well, I’m not sure, but I’m not ready for it to end yet.
What’s stopping you from continuing on your adventure? Maybe it’s time to stop and think about that and once again find that Spirit of Adventure in you life…. If you would like to see more of the adventure take a look at our book Living the Dream, our life and adventures in Africa.