The Great Adventure We Call Life

I am planning a fall adventure with a friend. We’re considering a camping trip to King’s Canyon National Park. I’m assuming there is a canyon in the park, but basically all I know is that there are trees. Giant trees! That sure will be a change from the desert, a needed change for both of us. Like me, she’s alone and needs adventure, needs to get out, needs to live larger than she is.

Actually, there are a lot of us in that situation. An east coast friend wants me to go on an adventure in Harper’s Ferry with her for those very same reasons, and perhaps I’ll be able to do it next year, but I’m not yet ready for another cross country road trip. If I go, I would like to saunter along the Shenandoah National Park section of the Appalachian Trail, and I’m not ready for that yet, either.

Despite my rhetoric about traveling alone, I am looking forward to this proposed fall trip — it’s a different sort of adventure, one that isn’t dependent on me alone. It also adds an adventure to my life without taking away from my solo adventures. Assuming I haven’t come to hate backpacking by then, I’d like to do a solo backpacking trip this fall, but there will be plenty of warm weather after the King’s Canyon adventure. And if not, if it gets cold before I can go backpacking, well, I’ve never been to Death Valley. And never backpacked in Joshua Tree National Park. Or the desert portion of the Pacific Crest Trail.

Adventures galore!

It might not seem as if my life is going anywhere, it might seem as if I am always talking about the same things — what I’m going to do, what I would like to do, what I’m trying to do — and yet, there are changes.

I keep working my elbow, arm, and hand, and though the arm and wrist are slightly deformed, I can do most of what I did before. Some things are difficult, such as not being able to touch my left shoulder with my left hand, but I can now use the left trekking pole with the left hand (without an inordinate amount of pain) and oh, so many things that I didn’t think I’d ever be able to do.

I’ve been walking, adding distance to the saunter and weight to the pack. I don’t know if I’m actually getting stronger, but I carried twenty-five pounds today for five miles. That’s something.

And I’ve been good about not eating wheat or sugar.

Little challenges. Little changes. Will they add up to big changes? I don’t know, and at this point, I don’t suppose it matters. What does matter is that today I went sauntering. Today I ate healthy foods. Today I spent time with a friend. (A woman I met at dance class has been joining me on my Sunday saunters lately. It’s been a great way to visit, and keeps me going just a bit longer than I might have otherwise felt like trudging.)

All part of the great adventure we call life.

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Pat Bertram is the author of the suspense novels UnfinishedMadame ZeeZee’s Nightmare, Light BringerMore Deaths Than OneA Spark of Heavenly Fireand Daughter Am IBertram is also the author of Grief: The Great Yearning, “an exquisite book, wrenching to read, and at the same time full of profound truths.” Connect with Pat on Google+. Like Pat on Facebook.

6 Responses to “The Great Adventure We Call Life”

  1. Constance Says:

    It is a deep canyon. One way down by road (dead-end) and same way back to top of road. At least it was when I took my young children there (1970’s).

  2. Kathy Says:

    I love Sequoia/King’s Canyon, experiences/memories handed down from my grandparents and parents – I miss it! I love your adventure planning and you have got me talking/planning adventures of previously mentioned RV living, although that may never happen – not sure it’s for me. In the meantime, I’m ecstatic to be living 8 miles from the beach enjoying my frequent walks on the beach – so soothing to my soul. Still, adventure calls and the talking/planning is all part of it.

    • Pat Bertram Says:

      Sounds fabulous to be living so close to the beach! It’s funny, people around here often talk about Yosemite, but not King’s Canyon, so I have no idea what to expect, which should make it a great adventure. I’m glad you like my adventure planning. So often I wonder if I’m just spinning my wheels. Best of luck with your own adventures!

  3. Terry Allard Says:

    Sounds liked the trees have parted and you see a clear path ahead! WONDERFUL !!!! Enjoy all three parts of a trip…the planning/anticipation and then the doing of it and lastly the memories of it!

    • Pat Bertram Says:

      At least a temporary path, but I suppose that’s all any of us gets. It’s funny, thinking about the fall trip is getting me more excited about the May trip, probably because it’s only a little more than two months away. Yay!

  4. LordBeariOfBow Says:

    and what an adventure it’s been.


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