As I grow older, I find myself less driven by adrenaline, pride, or passion to change the world. I am more energized by the simple gatherings in my own community.
The decisions that they have to make on a daily basis about what to assimilate into, and what to resist, is something that comes out viscerally in small moments everywhere you look in that community.
Bring it on! I turn on the loudest, most radical Irish music I can find, by the inimitable Irish Rovers, and belt out “Bells over Belfast” while frantically shoveling my beast out of its latest snowy prison.
Last spring, I was aboard a student research vessel with fellow college students to conduct research projects that ranged from phytoplankton studies to plastics and biological surveys.
Why are the terms “explore,” “conquer,” and “discover” so prevalent when we talk about the outdoors? These terms are callbacks to colonialism and the so-called Age of Discovery.