We are from Washington State, and now we live in Arizona.  After many years exploring in Washington, we were very exited to be in a new land..albeit like standing on the face if the sun surrounded by plants and animals that want to kill you.  Everything has teeth and stingers and thorns in the desert! A few years ago, we decided to up and move out entire lives down here.  If you have never just said, “Hey, let’s sell the house, move 1800 miles away and start over!” I thoroughly encourage you to do so.  It always seems that we find ourselves locked into life, and it goes something like this:

Go to school. Get out of school. Get a job. Get a spouse. Get a house.  Have 2.3 kids and a dog. Have no time. Pay bills. Eventually retire. Sit and wonder where the time went.

We get it.  We do it too. We have responsibilities.  We just want to make sure the second half of our lives has some adventure in it.  The four of want to see stuff and go places and climb things and get lost!  Get lost. That can have a terrifying ring to it. I don’t mean it in the the way of a terrified child that has lost a parent at the county fair, or a dog wandering the streets cold and hungry.  I mean it as getting geared up, knowing which direction the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans are, and GOING! Now let’s refer back to my opening comment…’much preparation and careful planning.’  When we go out on a day trip to the wild blue yonder, secretly like to think that maybe, just maybe, I’ll get really lost out there!  That’s why I bring all kinds of gear with me, from a compass, to food and water, to toilet paper and fire starting capability.