Ginny Bogaert is one of the single most inspiring, purposeful and alive people I have ever met in my life. We connected through our mutual friend Guy a couple of years ago, and her digital footprints are the most incredible fuel. She turns some of the biggest problems inside out so that they are amazing adventures, and takes the normal stuff of life and turns it on it’s head.
Not only is she the best kind of adventure diva evah, she is one righteous mama.
Her son Joel has such a great template for living a healthy, purposeful, magical life because Ginny lives it completely.
While most of us likely have “idols” of one sort or another, the very best role models aren’t the ones adorned by celebrity, they are the every day people in our lives who get it right.
There are so many stories I could share about Ginny: but let me start here, with an accidental adventure in the Colorado Back Country last July. From Ginny’s digital diary …
June 25, 2013
As of 7:00 last night, Albuquerque, New Mexico had definitely not been on my airport bucket list. And I’d never even heard of Pagosa Springs, Colorado or Mesa Verde National Park (the largest archeological site in the United States). I had to cancel my trip to Banff yesterday afternoon because of all the flooding…Spent the night scrambling to find an alternate plan for my son and I…and found myself hitting the “bid” button on Priceline for flights to Albuquerque at almost midnight last night. Shit happens. Life’s an adventure. I’ve adjusted my sail and am excited for this unexpected journey with my son !
So did she do it?
Of course she did! But it didn’t turn out quite the way she had planned …
July 2, 2013
JUST SHOW UP !!!
I love that life quote. And every time I think of this last adventure with my son I will always think of that quote.
I wasn’t exactly thrilled to drive four hours into Colorado after my car breaking down at the airport, a 2:00 a.m start and a double flight into Albuquerque. My GPS taking me 20 miles down a rocky, dirt road through an Indian Reservation that I shouldn’t have been in didn’t help matters.
I knew there were some wildfires going on before I left but I didn’t know that it was Colorado’s largest wildfire in history, nor that it was only a mere 15 miles away from where we were staying.
I wasn’t too worried about it.
By nightfall though the clouds had rolled in along with the smoke that literally filled the sky.
After a couple nights of that (you literally were told to stay inside at night)…I needed to get out.
We took off late afternoon and headed an hour West to a little town called Durango. I had a particular restaurant I had wanted to go to, I was excited to check out the town and I had envisioned renting bikes and spending most of the evening there.
The bike store didn’t rent bikes by the hour and there was only 2 hours left in their day. “Oh well…We’ll just drive to the restaurant and walk” I thought. It was about 3:30 in the afternoon…
The restaurant was closed and didn’t open until 5:00 p.m. !
“Oh well…We’ll go check out the town first and then go to the restaurant”…
And it started fricking raining !!!
“Oh well….I think I noticed an outdoor store a half a block down…I could spend at least an hour in an outdoors store !” I said to myself (not out loud)…..
THREE hours later….I came out with a backpack, a tent, 2 down sleeping bags, 2 sleeping pads, a water purifier, the cutest tiniest little baby camp stove ever, fuel, lighters, rope, water bottles, wool socks, cinch sacks, flashlights, carbides, trail mix, energy bars and a waterproof map of what was about to become, our first ever, overnight back country adventure that my son and I had ever done.
We hiked over ten miles up to a 12,500 ft elevation by the second night (we had frost in our tent in the morning !)
Approaching dusk, I sat on a worn out bench in (what was left of) an old mining shack, listening to Drops of Jupiter by Train and watching my son traipse the creek leading to the lake, determined to catch a fish with his bare hands (he succeeded).
I am soooo soul filled, and grateful !