Notes from the Field #1

Northern Talkeetna Mountains, July 23, 2010.  Copied by hand into my notebook from course documents.

“I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: all the times I have enjoyed
Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those
That loved me and alone; on shore and when
Through scuddling drifts the rainy Hyades
Vexed the dim sea: I am become a name.”
(Tennyson – Ulysees)

“The passage of time can work for me or against me: I must not drop the ball, and I must keep my name, so painstakingly discovered.
Listen! I know that something similar will happen to you someday, for in our wide world there are many goings home. We must hold on to our dreamings, all of us, now that we have earned the right to dream.”
(Morgan Hite – After the Adventure)

Category: Adventures, Travel, & Writing


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