This morning when I woke up a solemn sense of gratitude, a peaceful stillness gripped me. I was once again thinking about the river. Since we began telling people our intentions to paddle to the gulf, a barrage of questions about the dangers of the river have been hurled at us. Truth be told, I do not fear the river. It is a comforting truth that she will lay out to me the rules for every inch, yard, and mile that we travel. Her unstoppable power will create very clear boudaries which no one dare cross. The multitude of varriables that mother nature can throw at you are very manageable and by-in-large predictable. The variable I fear more than any is the human one. What will I find after peeling off the scale armour that comes with a business tittle, or the life consuming purpose of a high intensity job? After all these years of professional progress what is left of the free spirited child that ventured into the wild wooded places? Questions of who i am and the daunting task of rediscovering my self are the varriables that are truly frightening.
However these words reaffirm why we are going on this adventure,
" I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived."
Henry David
