Originally posted by bertwert Mostly I read historical fiction (the Sharpe series by Bernard Cornwell is really good if you haven't read it) and non-fiction, books I'm reading that encourages this adventure are the non-fiction books by John Prebble;Glencoe, Culloden, and The Highland Clearances. Ya, books like The Kon-Tiki Expedition, mention a lot less of the day-today survival at sea - I guess having done it for months the author didn't give it a second thought. That's a good book you may like as well. I've read many war stories, fiction and not. I guess that fuels my sense of adventure.
And that's exactly why I want to do this, from camping and backpacking with modern gear I've learn a bit - but I would learn more, and be more connected with the earth.
It's all part of the fun...
I like to think I'm reasonably tough, but you may be right - leaving to books - of course, I'm still young and foolish so I'm going to do it a few time anyway.
the sharpe novels are good reads
I had a choice, not everyone did, I avoided my war
here is a why....
a kid I swam with wanted to be marine more than anything
a smart kid but terrible student he wrangled an early graduation
so right after Christmas he enlisted
in late august I was lifeguarding at a city pool when a husk of a man sat down in the office
he looks forty instead of eighteen and significant parts of him are missing
he shows me armored vehicles that had been painted with art I had done for him
he talks about going on patrol the first week in country and being blown up
he cries because he can't fight any longer
we talk a bit but it's me that's uncomfortable
I never saw him again
I finished high school
started college, alcohol and drugs
got a job where the ratio of brains to brawn was in my favor
seventeen is a little early to discover you are a wuss and that real life isn't your cup of tea
I talked to my dad about it
he said I had to register for the draft but unless it was the end of the world I was not going to be drafted
surprisingly he said war sucked and anybody who loved it was FUBARed or hadn't been to one
I don't know if he was right but I quit reading war fiction that summer
a few years later I was working in a recruiter's apartment
he asked why I wasn't in the service
I told him the only thing i'd ever won in my life was the draft lottery
then he asked if I was one of those guys who didn't want kill anyone
I had had a lot of time to think about it
I looked him in the eye and said killing actually didn't bother me much
however I would decide who and when and what for
he kind of grinned and said maybe I was in the right place