Finding Adventure
I spent some time in the Columbia River Gorge this past weekend.
Mile after mile of beautiful waterfalls, mossy cliffs and scenery that reminded me why I moved to Oregon in 2005.
Thoughts about our willingness to be content leading sedentary lives. Perfectly happy to be chasing the next gadget. Staring at the 56-inch LCD TV. Watching the latest theatrical release. Stay indoors, drink sugar, surf the web indefinitely, and dedicate all our waking hours to working on our video game scores on X-Box Live. Stalking celebrities, gossiping about the stylistic choices of over-seas marriages, legislating the legality of bodily functions.
None of these things interest me.
I’m going to jump in a waterfall, ride my bike on a stone wall, climb a rock scramble, find cave crickets, roast Peeps on a camp fire while enjoying a beer with old and new friends.
That’s how I find adventure.