Thoughts on Solo Wandering.

In the past few years, I’ve been fortunate enough to been able to travel and explore my country. I’ve been up and down the coast. Driven across the the country a couple of times. Swam in both the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans. Been to the Gulf of Mexico and the Gulf of Alaska. I’ve drank the water from a melting glacier and tasted the salt of a desert from a dry lake bed. It’s been an incredible journey. Filled with amazing moments and sights. Memories that I will always remember. The kind that I wouldn’t trade for the world.

But, it’s not all sunshine and rainbows, no. There are times, I admit, when the solitude felt too much. I’d sit there in my camp, looking up at the stars and the silence becomes too strong. The deafening silence, so strong that I could hear my own heartbeat, and it hit me. “I’m alone…” truly alone. No one around, no cars passing by, no planes, no cell service of any kind. Just me…and I’d wish that someone was there with me. A friend, a lover, anyone. Just someone, so I know that the world didn’t end while I was away.
Often times I feel like entering a new town was a bit challenging. I would come in, by plane, bus, car, or even walk in, and I wouldn’t really know where to start. Should I find food first, or should I try to find someplace to sleep? Striking up a conversation with a stranger can be challenging too. I hear it helps if your very attractive, but unfortunately I’m not gifted in that department. I am, however, funny, and approachable, so that helps a lot. Once people can get a good vibe from you, there more friendly and will point you out in the right direction, or give recommendations on where the best pizza is, or a good place to camp. If your lucky enough you may even find someone willing to have a pint and share stories with.

I think most of my favorite encounters with strangers has taken place in a bar. I’d go in alone, and usually end up making a friend for the night, but it’s not always so. There have been plenty of times where I entered and could not strike up a conversation with anyone. I don’t know why either. Was it because I was a stranger with a backpack? Or did I just catch them at a wrong time, when they didn’t feel like having a companion? I know sometimes that even I just want to be alone with my thoughts. So I don’t blame them, not at all. So I’d drink my drink in peace, and then be on my way. Sometimes it felt like no one even noticed I was there.
That is a thought that can haunt you, once you realize how real that can be. Imagine going somewhere, anywhere and no one really noticed you. How would you feel? Maybe you don’t think about it much, but I do. I could go missing for one reason or another, and imagine if no one even noticed I was there in the first place? It makes me want to stand out in a crowd. Not because I want the attention. I just want someone to realize I’m there. I just want someone to remember me.

Sometimes that is easy too. There have been times when I have just been wandering, and I’ll end up coming along someone who needed help. So I’d help them, in any way I could. It didn’t matter if it was giving a fellow hiker some much needed water, or helping someone who had gotten into a car accident. I would do what I could. Those are the ones that I know will remember me. Even if it’s only the thing I did for them that they remember. It’s more than enough. Because I think I want them to remember the act of kindness more than the man who did it. Maybe, just maybe, if we act a little more kinder to people, they will pay it forward? If they pay it forward, then maybe those people will do the same. Maybe a tiny ripple can change the tide. Maybe a lone wanderer can change the world.  038


So I decided to go on an adventure…now what?

It’s easy to sit back in your comfy home and say, I think I will go on an adventure. It is a whole other ball game to actually do it. Yes I have made the conscious decision to go on a life changing adventure, but now how do I go about it. Well good thing I’m a scientist, because I automatically did research, then I did some more research, you know, for good measure. When I first decided that I was going to do this, I wasn’t really sure that I was going to go through with this. It is much like that time, when I said I wanted to learn to play the piano. Did I ever try to take a lesson, or purchase a keyboard? NOPE! However, when I made the decision to loose weight, I immediately joined a Crossfit gym. The point I am trying to make is I didn’t know if adventuring would be a piano dream or a loose weight dream.

I took a lot of time to look things up, and read about other people’s adventures. I must admit almost if not all of them sounded incredible and fantastic. It only made me crave adventuring more. Some did stress the hardships of being a nomad, and the uncertainty that a nomadic lifestyle can bring. Still the pros seemed to outweigh the cons. In the words of138896-bear-grylls Bear Grylls “If you risk nothing, you gain nothing.” Taking those words to heart, I decided to do something rather bold. In fact I can admit that I have never done anything like this before.

After doing a lot of research and taking a trip up to central California to sit upon a peak and think about this decision, I finally decided to do it, and commit to it. So what did I decide to do that I thought was risky and that is something that I have never done? I bought a one way ticket to Alaska. Yep that is right Alaska, the last American frontier. Why did I pick Alaska? Simple I always wanted to work on a fishing boat, pic00415-3and go on a great salmon run. Plus the ability to make some decent cash for a couple of months seems like a good gamble. At the very least I come back home knowing that I gave it a try, and that is something that I will not regret. Now I must keep trying to contact fishing boat captains and try to convince them why they should hire this greenhorn. If you know someone, that can help please let me know.

At the time of me writing this entry, I have not told anyone about my decision, and I don’t know when I will. It should be soon, because I leave in May, which is only 5 months away. Those 5 months are going to fly by, I just know it. So there it is, I just told strangers of my plans to head for Alaska, and I haven’t even told any of my best friends or family. This is going to be hard, but I think I may be blowing it out of proportion and over thinking it. More than likely when I do tell them I will get “That’s cool” as a response. Which is better than “WHAT?!”.  Well whenever it happens I will be sure to tell you what the outcome was. Until next time, adventure awaits!