Adventure Bug
Adventurers Without An Adventure
I have been wracking my brain trying to come up with some sort of blog post. At first I thought I needed a Merry Christmas thing… maybe Season’s Greetings… or maybe now Happy New Year. I don’t know. Truth is, I haven’t felt so inspired. I feel house-bound and agitated. We had maybe one fun drive this past month and absolutely no exploring. I mean, we’ve done a lot this year. A lot. And I am thankful for every single minute of our adventures. But with multiple vehicle issues, the camper unfinished (which means no room for “following”) December has been kind of a bummer, not gonna lie.
However, I am not one to take boredom lightly. When the bad weather comes and Christian is the one who gets to have all the fun and all I’m left with is four walls, a book and a list of chores, I get to thinking. And I start reminiscing.
Allow me to share.. Christian and I have been to so many places in our few short years together, Michigan was the first long trip, then the West coast a couple times, more Michigan (there will never be enough Michigan UP trips) and many many northern Minnesota explorations, lighthouses, Rivers, Waterfalls, Snowshoeing, you name it! which makes me think.
Some info you may not know about me… I was “forced” to do a lot of traveling growing up.. and by forced I mean I begged, on my hands and knees not to go to places like: Mexico; New Mexico; New Orleans; South Dakota; Texas, and the list goes on. I think the only place I actually wanted to go whole-heartedly was Sweden, for the second time.. (thanks Grandma & Grandpa <3 ). I never wanted to travel. I used to get so sick on any trip. (Highly introverted, I didn’t do well out of my Minnesota comfort zone, meeting tons of new people everyday.) Granted, we didn’t move to or live in these places, just family vacations or mission trips etc. Ultimately, I was convinced I’d seen enough of our fair planet. I wanted to settle down, in one place, one home, one life. So travel was out. O-U-T.
From my beloved Sweden:
Then I met Christian. Our very first date/ adventure outing was to Shovel Point at Tettegouche State Park, the next day Split Rock Lighthouse; The following week, Gooseberry High Falls, Then Illgen Falls, Then back to the Tettegouche High Falls. Our entire relationship has been built on being in nature together. This summer we spent weeks walking around Two Harbors Lighthouse Point every single day. And look at that man… can you get any more immersed in nature?!
When Christian and I first started dating he filled my head and heart with these crazy ideas, like maybe we check out Ireland or Iceland or Hawaii or Bali. And you know what? The idea of travelling with him by my side sounded not only doable but fun, actually fun. I wanted to go places I’d never had any inclination to see. And the way he views the world is so unique. I’ve never appreciated any sunset the way I do when he’s showing it to me. He sees so much more beauty.
While we have yet to travel overseas together, He has shown me parts of this country I’d never even known about. (When we drove into Zion National Park, he told me to be ready, because it would feel like I’m on another planet. He wasn’t kidding.)
Maybe that’s why this season of un-adventures feels so mind-numbing. It was kind of the basis of “us.” So if you’ve been wondering why there aren’t any new blog posts or Instagram pics… I’m bored. And we haven’t been going places. But hey, I do have quite a few plans for 2020.
So stay tuned and watch out for deer. 😉
