I've had the itching urge of getting away somewhere, anywhere that was just far away. To hold that freedom in my hands and do what i wished with it for the rest of my life. It might sound like i'm wishing, or asking to change my immediate life at the moment, but i'm not. I'm completely content with all that is occuring in my life regarding university, friends, family, but i yearn for something a bit more 'me'. What i mean is that, i miss taking long hikes with my friends in the Santa Monica Mountains and getting lost for hours hoping we didnt get mauled by moutain lions.
John Muir, one of the most influencial Scottish-American naturalists that was ever bestowed on this earth. He fought for the realization and awarness of nature and it's beauty. Sierra Neveada was really where he resided in his journey toward saving the the forests and soon enough was proclaimed his own trail, the 'John Muir Trail' in Yosemite Valley. Man, how i would give anything to do what he did. He hiked the mountains and climbed to the tallest peaks and wrote letters about his experiences. Dharma Bums a book written by Jack Kerouac, explains Jack's adventure from his home town in the eastcoast to the mountains of California all relating to John Muir's letters.
I've made a promise to myself, that once i get settled with a career and hopefully a steady finacial position, i'm going to drop everything for a summer and possibly the winter and train-hop my way around the states and just photograph and write. You all are my witnesses.
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