The Post Adventure Hangover

(From a previous road trip through Leavenworth, in lil ole Lucinda) The feeling of getting home after a weekend of fun and challenge and being outside, and having nothing yet to look forward to, fills me with a sense of hopelessness. Logically, I know that things will happen, that more adventures sit just over the horizon, but my lack of patience tells me that if I am not doing anything right now, I never will be. This weekend was a whirlwind of friends, deep conversations, and lots and lots of learning. I had decided the week before that I might as well just take my SPI (Single Pitch Instructors) course now, after a summer of learning applicable skills, so I signed up for one in Leavenwort