The road twisted through the hills. Winding up a narrow stretch to fall gracefully into the valleys below. The view from the window suggested I was in a strange, brown world of Dr. Seuss. Large, furry caterpillars reclined on the hillsides. Golden spikes burst from the chocolate earth. Tangled branches reached for the heavens, begging for the sun to warm them. Everything in various shades of brown and grey.
Little homes dotted the landscape. They look abandoned and desolate, no movement can be seen. Occasionally another traveler passes by, on their way to their destination. I move forward, curious to find the next hidden getaway. A sign beckons me to turn my car around. Up a narrow dirt road, off the beaten path, I climb. The sign announcing the entrance is weather-beaten. The drive meanders into a forest. Following the little driveway, I find patches of snow still clinging to each other trying to outlast the warmth of the day. They squish under my tires making my tiny car slide. I accelerate and move beyond their reach. The lane curves into an open meadow. The grasses cut short by last autumns mowing. Green sprouts of new life are just showing in the tan expanse, giving the field an unnatural hue, like the earth is glowing green from within. I drive slowly on looking for signs of modernization.
There is no feeling like the feeling of adrenaline. I feel a rush every time I explore an unknown part of this world. I return to the areas I enjoy. I want to show everyone that will journey with me the little gems I have found. Whether it is a pristine vista, a historic monument or a private retreat, I want to share my excitement with the community of travelers.
My hope and prayer for all of you is that you find an adventure in your life that gives you a personal feeling of peace.
Travel well my friends.