What “Adventure” Means to Me
As time goes on, I find my view or opinion on “adventure” becoming a lot more simple. That is to say, unlike my first journey across Africa, I try not to attach a significant meaning or greater purpose of any kind to these trips.
For example, I hiked the Pacific Crest Trail because I enjoy hiking and wanted to spend more time outdoors. As for walking the Camino de Santiago this month, I wanted a trip where there was more people and interactions.
I know that some people take these kind of trips as a means of therapy – especially the Camino. However, I also think it’s become the norm to dress these trips up with an emotional narrative and I’m not sure this is a good thing.
Now, I’m not saying there is anything wrong with having a greater purpose. I’m just saying that we can only have so many of these stories and they are not necessary in terms of taking an adventure.
It not only feels good to strip down my reason for taking adventures, it also makes sense. You see, I like to get outdoors because it’s nice and quiet. I’m not distracted by work or social media and it leaves me with a sense of calm that does not seem to exist elsewhere. More specifically, life is simple in the outdoors and a colorful story or tagline only seems to convolut an experience that really doesn’t need one at all.
And this leads to my current view on adventure…
I believe “adventure” is doing something interesting or exciting for the sake of doing something interesting or exciting. When it comes to outdoor adventures, this means getting outdoors is more than enough reason to take a trip and it’s often counterproductive to overthink the reason “why”.
With this in mind, I also try to remind myself that no great meaning, purpose or concept is required for my outdoor adventures. In fact, not having these things on my mind seems to keep things nice and simple – just the way I like it.