The greatest adventure that never happened…

Have you ever gone ahead and done something totally out of your comfort zone and avoided giving it too much thought so as not to talk yourself out of it? I kind of did just that yesterday.

My day started out as usual until I received a Facebook message from a cousin that I had not seen in quite a while, inviting my husband and I to join them this weekend on a spur-of-the moment canoe-camping trip in La Mauricie National Park. We’d be leaving within less than 24 hours.

This beautiful painting is on Etsy – troutflypainter / ArtbySkip

The first thing that went through my mind is there’s no way I’m doing this… I hate camping… I’m not a camping kind of person… we aren’t properly equipped… we aren’t experienced at all… and the list went on and on in my head of how could I get myself out of going.

I called my husband at work to see what he wanted to do (fully expecting him to reconfirm my thoughts) and it was clear that he wasn’t fond of a camping excursion. For the next few hours, I paced and couldn’t help but wonder… what if we did go? My daughter noticed that there was something about this weekend trip that was speaking to me. I wasn’t speaking confidently about my decision to decline the invitation, and even had a little nervous/excited smile on my face as I spoke about the excursion. I nervously phoned my cousin to find out more details about the weekend and then found myself telling my husband after that this could prove to be a wonderful adventure for us. Within minutes, I called and told her yes, we are going!

I was giddy, excited and also thought I was slightly crazy to have agreed to this. I daydreamed of being in the middle of a forest, on the middle of a lake in the middle of nowhere for a weekend… heavenly. I was looking forward to experience the quiet, peaceful sounds of nature, the sandy beaches, the campfires, great conversations and great company, outdoor cooking, drinking wine and best of all experiencing time standing still for a few days. My demons were also out full force reminding me of all the fears that I’ve had for as long as I can remember… the fear of water and drowning, what if our canoe tipped, and the incredible fear I have of being face to face with a bear. I didn’t know how I would do it but I knew I had to. As the saying goes, “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you did not do than by the ones you did do.”

I had to learn from my cousin all the things that we needed to bring, how to pack lightly and how to calculate the amount of food that would be needed. I even surprised myself when I packed my all-weather clothes and they only weighed 5 pounds. But it seemed that the rest of the stuff filled the back of our SUV and we wondered how that would all fit in a canoe. I knew I would miss the convenience of being able to shower and fix my hair every day… and an outhouse didn’t impress me too much, but it was better than none at all.

We were scheduled to leave our home at 7 am this morning to go meet up with them before we headed out together on a 3 hour drive followed by a 2 hour canoe trip to our campsite. I went to bed late and unable to sleep. Then a thunderstorm rolled in. Then our son came in to our room before he went to bed, like he does every night. When the alarm clock went off, I didn’t feel very rested because I spent all of 3 uninterrupted hours going through the whole weekend in my dreams for what felt like 100 times over.

As mother nature would have it, some nasty thunderstorms, rains and winds in that area spoiled our plans and our adventure was called off.

Would I do this again? I don’t know. But I did love the experience of knowing we were going and that I managed to pull it all together as well as I did. I was pleased with myself that I was ready to face some of my biggest fears this weekend and try something totally new.

I wonder what my next adventure will be? This one was a great one to experience even though it didn’t actually happen.

Suzanne xo

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  1. This was so much fun to read! I share a lot of the fears you mentioned here, and I would have been secretly relieved with the fact that we couldn’t go! Good for you for saying “Yes” to life… even though life really meant, “No” in the end! Funny how that worked out.

  2. How fun! I love the way you told the story!

  3. Maybe you could plan a get away that would include some of the things you want without the things you don’t.

    • Hi Patti, possibly it was too drastic of a difference to what I’m used to this adventure. But there must have been a reason that it almost happened… I feel that part of me was maybe ready to work through some of the fears after all.

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