There’s a saying “If you don’t grow up until you’re 50, you don’t have to” 🙂 Being 53 and having a gray beard that makes me look even older, I often get funny looks from guys I meet in the remote corners of this planet, when I suddenly stumble on them, either in my Jeep or on foot. It’s probably not normal for a guy at the right age to be someone’s grandfather to roam around remote places for no reason other than to find out what’s there 😉 Continue reading “Geography as an addiction”
Geography as an addiction
