Words for Wednesday: desert adventure

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My brother-in-law leading us on an adventure

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That view!

 

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Arizona sunshine and beauty

“A man practices the art of adventure when he breaks the chain of routine and renews his life through reading new books, traveling to new places, making new friends, taking up new hobbies, and adopting new viewpoints.”  ~ Wilferd Peterson

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Cruising

blogIMG_2984I’m not much of a cruiser.

The Papa in this empty nest has been expressing a desire to go on an ocean cruise for years. He just can’t convince this Mama to go.

It’s not that I don’t like the ocean. I do. I love sitting beach-side in the warm sand, sun kissing my face, the sound of waves crashing ashore, and the smell of salted sea water in the air. And I could sit for hours on a craggy shoreline enjoying cool ocean breezes.

There’s something mesmerizing about being by the sea.

But the thoughts of boarding a cruise ship and setting sail for the depths of that same ocean for several days causes me to hyperventilate.

Regardless of that trepidation, I’m not averse to taking short day cruises. And we’ve experienced plenty.

Ferries from Seattle across Puget Sound; across Delaware Bay from Cape May, New Jersey to Lewes, Delaware; and from lower Manhattan to Liberty Island and Ellis Island in New York City.

Riverboat rides on the Mississippi and Ohio rivers.  A sightseeing cruise in Boston Harbor.  And once even out into the Pacific Ocean on a whale watching cruise off the coast of Oregon.

So I can enjoy a good day cruise and that’s what we did on our trip to Arizona. We experienced two river trips in Lake Havasu City. One was just a short ferry ride northward and across Lake Havasu, a 45-mile long body of water created by Parker Dam on the Colorado River, to the California side to enjoy a good dinner and back to Lake Havasu City.

But the other water trip we took was more scenic and quite the journey. We boarded a jet boat for a two and a half hour guided tour cruise up the Colorado to Topock Gorge, 25 miles away from Lake Havasu City.

blogIMG_3613We opted for the last afternoon cruise, boarding the jet boat at the London Bridge and returned there just as activity was winding down in that tourist area. While on the tour, we learned fascinating information about how the London Bridge came to the Arizona desert. If you missed that post, click here to read about it. 

The scenery on the tour was breathtaking and I kept hopping up and down from my seat to snap photos, finally succumbing to the lure of standing outside (it was a bit chilly for Arizona) on the boat deck to continue clicking away with my camera. For most of my deck-side stay I was alone. It almost made me feel like an explorer or an adventurer of sorts.

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We definitely would recommend the boat tour to anyone venturing to this area. It was well-worth the time and money spent, although not all the folks seemed to enjoy the trip. Two of the other passengers were teen-aged boys who appeared to be with grandparents.

When we purchased our tickets, we paid extra cash to get front row seats onboard and noticed the grandfather did the same for the four of them.  The boys’ attitude prior to leaving demonstrated their disinterest entirely. They seemed most unhappy to even be there. And once we boarded the boat and began the journey, they both fell asleep and stayed that way for practically the entire cruise.

Attitude. It’s something that can make you or break you and it affects the people around you as well. Those teen boys appeared bored beyond words and one could tell from their attitude that they were not appreciative of the time with their grandparents, at least on this excursion.

I found myself wanting to bop them on the head and admonish them by saying, “Wake up!  Enjoy the scenery and especially this boat ride with your grandparents because you won’t get this time back.”

Of course, I speak from an older person’s perspective. And if I had knocked them upside the head and spoken to them with a condescending tone, that would demonstrate a not-so-nice attitude on my part.

Instead I snapped a photo of the backs of their heads to remind myself that attitude makes a big difference in how you live each day, especially when traveling. I’d much rather have an attitude for adventure than one causing an ordeal. But perhaps that’s a lesson that comes with age?

Now if I could just figure out how to avoid an ordeal (my reluctance to board an ocean cruise ship), I’d surely give Papa the adventure he craves.

“Attitude is the difference between ordeal and adventure.” ~ Robert Lipkin

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