There’s a great quote about life choices by Smoke Robinson, the wonderful author, mountain man, hiker, mountain climber, and all-round adventurer:
Most choices at the crossroads of life are made under weak starlight with a feeble lantern that illuminates poorly the farther stretches of trail.
I was going through some old posts today, and saw this one which I wrote after reading his book, Walking Up and Down in the World. I’d already posted it, but it’s so good I just had to repost it.
Smoke was up, Smoke was down. He was dirt-poor, he was fairly well-off. But he always seized his chances for adventure with both hands.