Get lost.
With any luck you might find yourself living in a location where getting lost is an easily accessible activity. Well, not hopelessly lost, although thats alright too, but just lost in the sence that around every corner is a place where you can honestly say youve never seen before.
On Christmas eve morning, while wheeling about a redwood wonderland that is basically my back yard, I zigged, where I usually zag, thinking it was simply a detour around a rooty, rocky punisher of a climb, and found myself, an hour later still riding in places my tires have never before tread.
Today I returned to explore and started thinking about how important it is to have a place to explore. The population is continuing to explode, and I fear that one day in my lifetime, the possibility to disappear will go away. I rolled all around today and never crossed the same piece of single track twice. I found some game trails, almost fell into a creek a couple of times, and aside from running into Hunter and Woody the hound dog, which was a nice surprise, I never saw a soul.
If you can get away for a while today, do us both a favor, and go have your own expedition. Where you usually go right, go left, or where you usually go up, go down. You never know what you might find.
