The Amourous Adventurers
Those that know me, know that this facade of civility, my impeccable clothes, flawlessly coiffed hair, clean-shaven baby face… it’s all a carefully orchestrated, thinly veiled masquerade. A mask and a dance I put on for the benefit of the “general” public and their need for status quo and easily quantifiable characters. It’s really hard to hold a job when you look like a wildman from the bush, and the commute from lonely-hermit-log cabin to downtown Metropolis can be a real bitch.
That being said, the reality of who I am and what I most enjoy of this world is found far beyond city lights and pulsing traffic. I am, and always have been, passionately drawn to the great outdoors. I love to hike, to camp, to paddle and ride, slip and slide. I love to cook my food over a fire I built.
I truly believe that you see NOTHING when you’re trapped in a vehicle. Watching the forest go by the windows of your car is no more an experience than seeing a tree on TV. You’re still staying soft and comfortable, breathing false air and hearing nothing that lives, watching the world go by a square frame that may as well be a monitor. Ask anyone on a motorcycle. Try not to wince when they smile with bugs in their teeth.
I’ve always assumed that this was a part of my life that would forever be kept seperate from the other, more “civilized” aspects. Now that I’m all growed up I figured I’d just hope for maybe one trip a year, with a couple buddies if they hadn’t been broken yet, or at least pray for a child that shared my hunger (I think I’d make a good Scout Leader).
HER.
The girl.
My girl.
The woman that shows ME where she goes canoeing in Algonquin Park.
The beautiful woman that takes me up to Mt. Tremblant to rock my ass mountain biking.
The amazing girlfriend that flies across the country with me to try snowboarding in the Rocky Mountains.
The crazy chick that says “well that was fun… now why don’t we try hiking the West Coast Trail?”
Is it really possible to get the best of both worlds? Can you really have your cake and eat it too? What kind of moron has a cake and doesn’t expect to eat it? Who came up with that insipid phrase anyway?
I may be a lot of things, and one of them is smart enough to realize just how good I’ve got it right now. With all of these incredible things we’re doing, as well as all the work we’re putting in to preparing for them, I thought it would be an interesting story to tell. But it really is our story, not just mine, so rather than just talk about it here, we started The Amourous Adventurers, a site for us (and anyone else that wants to get involved) to talk about outdoor travelling as a couple, our trips, our gear, and our experiences. Our adventures.
Hope you enjoy it.
I know I will!






