The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure. -Thornton Wilder

The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Friday, January 13, 2017

Day 78

I met this cute little guy close to camp today.

He had a front door and back door to his little burrow 
and kept checking each to see if I was still there.

He eventually came out after realizing I wasn't any threat.

"Well, I'm not so sure about that."

Finally he ignored me and went about his business of rooting up some new shoots that sprang up near his home and I just sat there enjoying watching him. 


  1. Nice companion, not one to go with you on the travel tour?:)

  2. I am sorry to say but only possible without Sinbad I think.

  3. Not like the mice I have seen. Do you have his species figured out yet?


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