Heartbreak! I have zero pictures from my Rehoboth Beach trip the weekend of July 12th in which I had my 3rd big adventure of the year. A confluence of events confounded me at every step! The best I can offer is a paragraph or two about the weekend and then some graphics I’ve been working on to rate my adventures. Here we go.
Second month, second big adventure. The weekend of 6/21 I took part in The Green Mountain Adventure Challenge hosted by Vermontime. There are three different challenges but because of limited time and money only took on the Dover, VT challenge. This thing was hard! We found out it’s a social event, we wouldn’t have really gotten started had it not been for 2 other groups. One of those groups would have never finished without us. It was less physically challenging (except the end) than we thought but much more mentally challenging.
As mentioned in the past few posts, I turned 40 this year! In fact, I turned 40 this past Tuesday. Before May 28th, 2020 I will conquer at least 40 adventures of varying danger and excitement levels. Each month I will commit to taking on one big and exciting adventure. How do I define adventure? What makes it a large vs small adventure? That’s totally up to my discretion. My blog, my opinions. I will do a blog post of each month’s large adventure shortly after it’s completion. Sometime around my 41st birthday I will do one or two longer posts about the other 28. That’s the goal anyway.
What a proper quote to start this post! I will now relay how I chose the ranch I’m doing my cattle drive on. That quote is also from Larry McMurtry’s fantastic Lonesome Dove novel, much of which takes place on a cattle drive. It’s actually that movie that made my dad and me want to eventually do a drive. Everyone keeps referencing City Slickers, screw you guys and screw Billy Crystal. I’m going to turn into the stoic rascal Robert Duvall. Anyway this was a hard decision and took a lot of careful consideration from airport transfers to sleeping arrangements.