It is that time when I might be starting to plan some adventures for the coming year. We all know it’s pretty difficult to plan ahead in any significant way right now and many adventures big and small have been put on hold for so many people this year. Our family Christmas adventure was cancelled at last minute and even today, after the announcement yesterday that Cornwall moves into tier 3 and secondary schools are on hold, I am left unsure today about what work and groups I will be able to teach or run next week. The time between plans that are made to plans being cancelled or reassessed is so tight. Being able to reinvent everything you do has become a vital skill. No doubt it has been difficult and stressful, but possibly for my own emotional buoyancy I have this new year considered that it also has some features of adventure. Granted, I will have a particular set of circumstances and privileges that means that I can even consider this year as an adventure, I have not lost anyone to covid and although I lost months of work and the site that I used, I did not lose my business or the roof over my head, my family is intact and healthy. This blog in no way means to trivialise the tragedy that many have suffered. As a person intrigued by the notion of adventure I have wondered if my own strange year could be considered as such.
Colin Mortlock, Adventurer and Educator said that adventure is: