The summer has ended and as I sit here on the shore of Lake Taghkanic, New York, the chill of fall is in the air and the leaves are turning from hues of green to those of amber and fire. The changing of the season is often a time of reflection, and as I settle into the tranquility of this nearly abandoned state park, I find myself thinking back over the past three months, the places we’ve been, the people we’ve been with, and the experiences we have had. There is a certain amount of regret of the things left undone, the words left unwritten, yet each day is the chance to start a new life, and there is no use in worrying about the past.
When we began this journey back in late May, I had intended to publish a written piece at least once per week and to keep up a steady stream of posts on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram. My goal was to document our journey and by doing so perhaps inspire and educate others about how they too could live “the Dirtbag Way”. Though I got off to a fast start, posting of any kind has been sporadic at best and any long form material virtually absent. I have struggled with trying to fit writing and other healthy habits into the constant transitions of life on the road. I also worry that I might not be fully present for an experience if I am too focused on trying to document it. Finding a balance between living my experience and sharing it with others is something I will continue to work on.
So enough with regrets. So much has happened over the past three months and there is a lot to say if only I do the work required to get it down in writing. Today is a new day, a time to start again. It’s the first full week of September and I pledge to post at least one article a week from now until the end of 2015. Please feel free to hold me accountable and I hope that all of you are enjoying the changing of the season.