How history adventuring can save your life


History adventuring saved my life, and I believe that it can save your life, too. And no, I don't mean this blog, or the Patreon page, or anything like that. I mean the process, and the mindset. I'll see if I can explain.

Walk with me.

I started going history adventuring many years ago after a terrible accident that suddenly took away just about everything I loved to do (please don't ask). I lost my ability to play golf, even to drive a car. In reality I could still do these things, but the joy was gone. I needed to find joy elsewhere. And on days like this, when I can't walk (which is only temporary nowadays) I walk in my imagination.

My damaged body will never be the same, but my spirit can continue to soar, as can yours, if you choose to. If you've had terrible things happen to you, you understand. If not, I envy you, I hope that you never will see them. And since it works so well for me, I'd like to continue on doing it for the rest of my life, regardless of my physical condition.

And yes, just to get it out of the way, I've tried that, and that, and that. Every medication, everything from high-tech to low-tech. Nothing works for me except history adventuring. And since it makes me feel so good, I want to do more of it, and share it. So if you're wondering why I go to all of this trouble, now you know. It's a labor of love.

It's raining as I write this, and the smell of the rain in the desert is absolutely delicious, even in suburbia, which is where I am. When I walk outside and breathe the air of the Sonoran Desert, I imagine what it smelled like 100 years ago (probably less gas fumes, but similar!).

Every once in a while I see people who are wondering why I do this, usually on Facebook, thinking that I'm selling tee-shirts or something. And that tells me that they can't possibly understand, and in a way that makes me glad for them. And hopefully they will never know. I do this to save my life.

Thank you for walking with me.

Image at the top of this post: Wheat Nurseries and Landscaping in the early 1970s, 4220 W. Indian School Road, Phoenix, Arizona. I just love walking around places like that!
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