By the time you read this, assuming everything goes to plan, I should be on day 2 of a 6 day backpacking adventure in the Trinity Alps Wilderness. I’m going with two of my close friends from college and I am especially excited to spend this time with them. We are getting together for a long holiday weekend, which is actually a significant detail for me. See, for the past 16 years I had a job that required me to work most weekends and holidays. I can’t tell you the amount of barbeques, picnics, lake and river days, reunions, weddings, bachelor parties, camping, backpacking, snowboarding and road trips I’ve missed out on over the years. That’s not to say that I wasn’t still doing fun things—I was—but there was a whole group of people that I wasn’t able to do these fun things with due to our conflicting schedules. But finally, here I am, intentionally unemployed and about to join some old friends on a grand adventure in the wilderness during a holiday weekend. A rarity.
"Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain."
-Jack Kerouac
