“Two years he walks the earth. No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, 'cause "the West is the best." And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.

--Alexander Supertramp, May 1992”
snowmoon123 snowmoon123
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2 Responses Aug 18, 2014

I wonder if they become lonely with only their own thoughts and feelings. We are a species that I feel requires intimacy

I don't think I could live quite like that. But I love wandering by motorcycle, I do it often.

“...there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”
― Christopher McCandless