The Call Of The Wind And The Wild

I'm off the trail. this time for good. i realized that there was no was i was gonna finish the trail this year and that i didn't plan and prepare enough as i thought i did. but it was a great learning experiance. I met so many great people that i'll never forget. I climbed mountains and overlooked cities, and the horizon for miles. i saw sunrises and sunsets from place no one can ever go to unless they climb up there on their own two feet. I had some awesome adventures dealing with snakes and streams and horses and hitchhiking and walking and being hungry and dirty and tired, but happy. I loved it so much and already miss it. although i didn't make it asfar as i would have liked to this year, i want to try again in the future, but this time i know what to expect, what gear to carry, what materials i need to prepare for it and to try to find someone to go with. Its lonely out there. which leads me to another thing, I learned so much about my own self that is was remarkable. the first thing i learned was that i am not a "loner" like i thought i was. John Dunne was right, no man is an island. its easy to call oneself a loner when you live in the city cause your never really alone. but once your in actual wilderness or alone on a mountain, it sucks. you want people to talk to, to make the time go by fast and just to have someone to take your mind off what your going through. also, i learned that not all people are bad in the world. living in dallas you get the feel that everyone cant be trusted. that everyone will fuck you over when they can. But what i learned on the trail was that not everyone is out to screw you over. most people are nice and willing to help you out when you need it. So many people, (strangers) helped me out when i needed it and offered me into their homes and gave me rides, i had to hitchhike and i thought no one would pick me up but they did! I learned to trust people more, that not every one it bad. I learned to take my time in life, if you try to go faster in life than you can walk, you'll miss the whole world as it passes you by. today as a matter of fact, i saw a bird catch, toy with and eat a grub, then i watched a tiny little worm wiggle his way into a hole in the ground, all because i like to sit outside sometimes. I learned to enjoy nature more. that nature isn't a bad place to be. i love to lay out in the grass under a tree and watch the sky, its a beautiful feeling. Its the simple things in life like that, that make it worth while. a nice piece of grass, a cold drink and place to lay my head is all i want in this life. Something else i learned, i don't need to kill every animal that crosses my path. leave the world alone and enjoy it as much as you can cause life is fleeting so way take it? Finally i learned that i need to get out of Dallas. I need to move away from everything i'm comfortable with and find a new place. I'm getting caught up in everything everyone else is doing and all the drama of the family and friends, i just keep going in circles here. I need to break out on my own and find and follow my own path. i dont want the "normal" life that everyone else i know has, i want my own exciting advernturous life. And to those who think i need to grow up, guess what, i am grown. just because i dont want the life you think is best for me, doesnt mean i'm immature. it just means i dont fit in to your little idea of what life is. that not for me, i need my own way. I need to get moving again, i want to travel and meet new people and lead a different life. the trail woke in me the urge to move constantly. everyday i didn't know where i was gonna be or where i was gonna sleep, but i knew i had to keep going. Even now as i write this i feel the urge, the call of the wind and the wild, beckoning me to hit the road again, to seek out places i've never seen before and meet all those people out there. travelers are always willing to help other travelers and thats the life i've led so far and want to continue to lead. I want to buy a motorcycle, or a small truck and hit the open road, traveling from place to place seeing the country i fought for, sleeping in tents and sleeping bags, waking up to cold mountian air, to lake water lapping, to see a beautiful night sky in some remote part of the country, and hear the coyotes calling in the distance. then driving aimlessly on back roads, and the highways and byways of our great land. anyways, i was able to gain a trail name out on the trail, I am Mcguyver. cause apperently i'm pretty ingenius!! Lol