Have you ever wanted to wander?

Have you ever had the urge to leave the beaten path and just go exploring in the wilderness? To leave the safety of the hiking trail or road and walk through dew-soaked, waist-high prairie grass and copses of young trees? To head away from civilization just to see what's out there, hidden by trees or hills? Just to see what it's like? To see what it smells like, what it sounds like, what the ground feels like beneath your feet? It's finally cooled off for the autumn season. The road I drive along to get to my inspiration spot (which I've talked about here) is lined with wind-rustled grasses between the road and the river, and tangerine-colored leaves and red-tinged smooth sumac peeking between the green of the forested hill on the other side, and I just want to stop my car and wander. To walk from the road down all the way to the river for no reason but for the adventure. To climb between trees up the uneven slop of the hills as if I was exploring an untouched wilderness. When I was a…