who & why
“One day we will run out of tomorrows and yesterday´s become the stuff our dreams are made of…”
Life is impossibly short and it’s imperative to take every opportunity provided to you. This is something that drives us in everything that we do.
Since we met, travel has been a significant part of our life together. So much so, that in November of 2017, we took the plunge and moved into our new mobile home, a Springdale Keystone fifth-wheel. This is a radically new lifestyle for us and we are confident that we will have our fair share of stories to tell as we begin this journey. With that in mind, we decided to start a blog to share our learnings, both good and bad, and hopefully provide some insights for other new RVers.
Thanks for stopping by to check out our blog and we hope you enjoy reading about our missteps and adventures.
Most of my childhood was spent imagining I was pretty much anywhere but where I was. Instead of the princess in distress, I wanted to be the one to fight the dragons, to go on grand adventures and see far off places. What time I spent that wasn’t running around outside or riding a bike was spent with my nose buried into a book long into the hours of the night. My love for fantasy books could not be assuaged. I would read them, some series over and over, so I would know every detail I could of the marvelous worlds at my fingertips that I could never reach. It stoked my desire to see the world, travel to far off places, and see everything I could, into an inferno. As I grew older and my education progressed I set my mind to getting the best grades I could so that I could go to college overseas.
Unfortunately, this is also when my health began to fail me. I went from top of my class, to barely scraping by in a matter of agonizing months. Shortly into college my health took a turn for the worse and I spent months fighting an unseen, unknown, tormentor.
“Your heart is trying to explode.”
Those are the exact words the doctor gave me when they found the problem. I was overjoyed and terrified to finally be able to put a name to what had halted my life and left me a shell of my old self. I underwent heart surgery to cauterize some unruly heart tissue that had grown abnormally, and my life was finally starting to get back on track. It was tough though. All of my savings had been drained away in the 6 months I spent almost bedridden from my illness. My desire to travel had been all but burnt out, a mere smolder.
It wasn’t until I met my now husband that I began to revitalize my goals of traveling around the world. Since then, we have traveled quite extensively and have had many wild and crazy adventures together. I’m thankful that I am finally able to fulfill my childhood dreams.
As a child, I spent an inordinate amount of time reading. While primarily non-fiction, I would sometimes dabble into the fantastical worlds of authors such as Homer or Tolkien. I especially enjoyed the stories of epic journeys across dramatic and unforgiving landscapes. Those that brought its protagonists to the edge of the world and back. I suppose more than anything though, I liked to imagine that one day I would go on my own adventures and tread where so few others had before.
I suspect this fascination is what led me into the Scouting program. Whether it was traversing vast glacial fields in Alaska or living on a deserted island in the Caribbean, the adventures I was able to partake in nurtured that call to adventure in ways that nothing else could have. Beyond the friendships and memories, these experiences would impart on me a deeper appreciation for the nature and the necessity of active preservation.
As I moved into adulthood, I found myself to be rather thankful of my upbringing. Born into a tech-literate family, I was exposed to computing and programming concepts earlier than most. This, coupled with an active interest throughout adolescence, empowered me to skip college and move directly into the technology industry. Had it not been for this good fortune, I certainly wouldn’t have had the luxury to travel as frequently as I have been afforded.
On my first ‘real’ trip, a two-month odyssey across Eastern Europe and Scandinavia, I decided to pickup an entry level Canon DSLR. I had never had much passion for photography but determined that it would allow me to share at least part of the experience with friends and family back home. Little did I know that this simple decision would have such a significant impact on my days ahead.
Ten years have passed since that trip and I don’t know that my wanderlust has even begun to abate. In that time however, I have strived to refine my skills behind the lens and to better capture the beauty and diversity of the natural world. Life is too short and excuses are quite easy but hopefully someone, reading the inherent silliness that is this about page, will see these images as a reminder to always keep a bag packed and to search for the next adventure.
Gear: Canon 5DS, Sigma 12-24mm, Tokina 12-24mm, Canon 24-105mm, Canon 85mm, Sigma 150-600mm, Lee filters, DJI Mavic Pro, PolarPro filters