Cheap Adventure
I just spent 5 days hiking in my home country, Denmark.
I don’t love the nature here and the hiking wasn’t all that exciting. Not compared to other places I have been to: New Zealand, Norway, the Alps, etc. I love mountains, big forests, remote places, wilderness. We don’t have any of that here.
Instead I walked on gravel and paved roads, always close to civilization. Pretty much always surrounded by farmland or towns. I experienced lots of noise pollution and I slept at designated campsites — often close to or partially inside small towns.
None of this was particularly exciting for someone who longs for the backcountry.
Yet despite all of this I had a wonderful adventure.
I was still outside. I still had long walking days. I still saw beautiful sunsets, sunrises, and night skies. I woke up to rime on my tent and longed for the first rays of sunlight to warm my body — or the first sip of hot coffee.
I walked, camped, made fire, suffered, and experienced the joy of being outside. Like I would have on any other adventure. And now that I am home the post adventure high has kicked in. Same high I get when I go on bigger, more expensive adventures.
This trip cost next to nothing. I paid for public transportation and one stay at the end to shower and relax a bit before going home.
All of this is to say that adventure doesn’t mean big expensive trips. Adventure just means getting out there. The big trips are great. But the small ones a wonderful too.



