When we first conceived of traveling by the sun and seasons as our guides, we thought of retirement. A long way off and not guaranteed for any of us. (Remember, working in a hospital gives a skewed view of life; everyone there is sick. In the real world, only a proportion of people are sick)
Then we began to dream about what we would do. Early morning sunrises in the woods drinking strong coffee has always been nice. We like to hike. We like to ski. Even sitting on flat water in a kayak looking at birds is nice. (Actually, I like to work too. Work is one of the most native states. I lose myself in work: PT, projects, gardening, whatever…there is a bliss in accomplishment) But our skiing and cycling fitness is better now than it will be in 15 more years when the bills are all paid. Once we decided sooner would be better, we had to figure out HOW.
Then ALL of the reasons we couldn’t do this thing came to mind:
MONEY, TIME, PLACES TO SLEEP, JOBS, BILLS, MONEY, A HOUSE IN BALTIMORE, PEOPLE SAYING “YOU CAN’T DO THAT”, HEALTH INSURANCE,…
Truly the biggest barrier to any of our dreams is inside of our heads. Once I believe the “Talk”, I cease to plan and cease to accomplish. Think back. What kept you working so hard to get through school? What are you dreaming about now? I’ll be trickling out a few examples of barriers that jumped in front of me so far on this journey (before we even left town)
here is a bottom view of a 1957 trailer tongue…not what you want pulling your dreams around, supporting the full weight of a camper
– David
The Voyage of the Tramper 
Today you were tackling a broken fan in the engine of the truck… (You tried to explain it, but I just politely nodded while thinking, “I have no clue what he is talking about.”) Not even the world’s cutest kids, (my Austin and Emma) were enough to distract you. I am always impressed by your focus and tenacity when working on a project. I too am a planner and a worker, looking for the “bliss” that comes with accomplishment.
Here’s one thing that those cute little ones have taught me… even on the days (or months, in my case) when it feels like you aren’t going anywhere, sit down at the end of the day and be grateful (out loud). Even conquering “barriers” like caring for a sick child (or parent) offer a view of heaven when you reach the crest of the proverbial mountain.
Can I live vicariously through you guys for a little while? After 4 years of climbing the proverbial mountain, I am aching for some real life adventure. I can’t wait to follow along on your journey.
Who cares what “people say”? You live once and then die and none of the well meaning advisors will be there to pay and work and live and die. So have a blast, I know you will!!