The Restless Few

For all its material advantages, the sedentary life has left us edgy, unfulfilled. Even after 400 generations in villages and cities, we haven’t forgotten. The open road still softly calls, like a nearly forgotten song of childhood. We Invest far-off places with a certain romance. This appeal, I suspect, has been meticulously crafted by natural selection as an essential element in our survival. Long summers, mild winters, rich harvests, plentiful game - none of them lasts forever. It is beyond our powers to predict the future... Your own life, or your band’s, or even your species’ might be owed to a restless few - drawn, by a craving they can hardly articulate or understand, to undiscovered lands and new worlds.
— CARL SAGAN, WANDERERS. AN INTRODUCTION, PALE BLUE DOT

The first time I read that quote I was on a business trip in Kansas City killing time at a Cracker Barrel waiting to go to my next appointment. I was reading Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan, a book dealing primarily with space exploration and Sagan's thoughts and predictions for cosmic discovery during the 21st century. The quote above had a profound impact on me. While exactly no one owes their existence to us, the sentiment of being called by something almost indescribable to explore, discover, to move away from a static life of plush comfort and security resonated with us. Those words connected with us because that's exactly what we are feeling and truly believe in. That's why we want to leave our home. That's why we bought a bus. That's why we crave the unexplored- even if its only unexplored to us. Humans are, by our nature, explorers.  There is a sense of romance in far off places. We want to know what's over the next hill, behind the next curve, beyond the forest, across the ocean, and past our solar system. We're not discovering new places for mankind. That's reserved for people braver and more intelligent than we could ever be. Instead, we're discovering for us, and living the best life we know how. With that in mind we consider ourselves two of the restless few, drawn by a craving we can hardly articulate or understand, to undiscovered lands and new wolds. 

-Zac