I must confess, I sometimes feel like I don't get out as much. The yearning for the long journey never goes away.
As a person in early middle age (I hit 40 in two months), there are other responsibilities in my life. My wife and I are trying to build a life together. I am trying to think a little more long term. I look at my Dad who retired at 59 yo and I am quite envious. (Of course, he as the rarest of rare things in today's age: a pension!!!)
Something I've been struggling with a lot in the past few years:
Then I see compliments like yours. Hear nice things from other people.
For a weekend warrior, I get out a fair amount.
A 10th mtn hut trip is the culmination of many, many, many months of planning for most people.
Taking off to a national monument for a three day backpacking trip on a whim? I work with people who who have to plan for weeks to get a DAY to hike.
Being asked to guide with one of the most well known backpackers today? Not bad for a guy who grew up in RI and whose childhood outdoor experience was the very occasional camping trip at Johnson's Pond sandwiched between housing developments. (and one, quite literally, life changing hiking trip in New Hampshire when I was 12 http://www.pmags.com/first-time-on-the-appalachian-trail )
So, I have to remind myself just how damn lucky I am.
I may not hike for months at a time anymore. But I have a wife who encourages me to do trips solo and with friends, will join me for some of the base camp style trips and while I don't have all the time off I'd like, it works for now.
OK...enough waxing poetic. I was grumpy to said wife this morning because of work issues. And I read all the nice words clients, friends and other people say about the recent trips. Read above how I need to remind myself how damn lucky I am. :)