Does it matter if you have a big adventure or a mini adventure? Yes, it does. I think so. But not in the way you might expect: I think that the mini-adventures count for an awful lot because they're realistic. And in a point I will come back to shortly, who decides the difference.
I love Instagram in the way that other people love Pinterest and Facebook. I enjoy sharing photos of life and seeing those of others. But like any social media stream there are those feeds where you daren't look because they make you feel a bit....blurgh. Some people seem to be on a constant merrigoround of global travel, funded goodness-knows-how and with an endless stream of swoonworthy photos. Those lovely folk are amazingly lucky, and I bet they're having an ace time, but for us, we need something else...
Whilst I like to post a nice picture rather than a hurried snap of my sweaty face, I'm also mindful that my feed shows what is possible around the edge of a normal life.
You see, like most people I work. I have a demanding full time job, a home to keep clean, cats to run round after, a husband to negotiate life with and a small business to build. I don't have kids, but it's not like I get a lot of rest. I worked hard to get where I am. So turning it all in for a round the world trip isn't as possible as it once might have been. These, after all, are the lives we make for ourselves.
But what is possible are shorter breaks with bags of adventure and heart. Sure enough, we get away for a fortnight or so when we can, but that's not always possible (like this year). Sometimes, like this year, I am mainly holidaying by myself.
I think what's missing from the canon of adventure literature and media is the story of those who are fitting it in around the rest of life. Those who are showing what's possible on a smaller budget, and with less time. We need to see both. So when I report on my adventures it's not to say 'look at me' but in some small way, I am trying to redress that balance. I hope to inspire others to seek the mini adventures, not to show boat.
I was only in North Wales for 2 nights this week (best part of 3 days) but I rammed in a couple of mountains, a night summit, a couple of swims in the sea, a couple of nights under canvas (read nylon), star gazing and plenty of biscuit and Pot Noodle eating. Camping was £6 per night, and I spent about £40 on food and parking tolls at various places. There was also petrol. But I think my fun-size trip was pretty epic for around £100. One heart doesn't need much to sing.
I really believe you can fit in a lot if you have the right spirit for it. Importantly, it doesn't require you to remortgage your house, or even sell your house and possessions. With creativity and spirit you can know better the beautiful world on your own door step. You can think differently.
In the end, who decides what adventure is worthy of the label big or small? It's a state of mind and a reflection of contentment with the world that's open to you if you seek the openings. I long for a 12-month trip to the high mountains of the world, but for now it's not happening. What is happening though is exploration closer to home: and don't forget - where you call home, someone else is moments away from buying a flight to visit as their 'must see destination'. it's all just a matter of perspective...