First an Update


To those who've been following me for a while, you've probably been wondering what happened to Wandrlustr. Well, I've been hella busy forming and growing my first so-far-sustainable business, a Film Company called Arcadian Pictures. Wandrlustr has been patiently waiting in the back of my mind as I've learned how to manage my new lifestyle and available time, and I'm happy to have finally found some to write again. 

The great thing about Arcadian is that it has given me an opportunity to live my life on my own terms. If I want to take a few days to explore some new-to-me place, I can do that now, without the ball and chain of society's normally required advanced arrangements. With that newfound freedom, comes a newfound responsibility- making sure I am doing enough to cover the costs of operating a business, pay my personal bills, drum up new business, and execute the projects I've landed in order to create said free time. 

It has been an incredible challenge and journey, as well as a very time-consuming one. I haven't had too much time to travel this year since going to Colombia in January because of these things, and a planned trip in August was thwarted by a freak baseball injury that had me laid up for the better part of two months (still recovering 3 1/2 months later). 

This new milestone in my life has created an amazing opportunity. Despite the rather slow year in regards to Wandrlustr, the awesome growth in Arcadian will make way for a beautiful marriage of travel, and documenting it in a way I've never been able to before. These articles have been so much fun to write, and I will continue to write them, although I realize they appeal to niche crowd. Adding steady video content is the next exciting step for Wandrlustr.

Thank you for staying patient during my hiatus. And welcome back. Now let me tell you about my recent trip, which led to the discovery of My New Favorite Place in America.


Great Sand Dunes National Park


Throughout my entire life I've wanted to see sand dunes. Perhaps it was the endless amount of times I watched Luke Skywalker tread the barren desert planet Tatooine. Perhaps it was Spaceballs and the giant comb. Perhaps it was Charlton Heston as Moses in The Ten Commandments. Maybe it was my imagination while reading the book DUNE. I'm not sure what has drawn me to the desert and it's wondrous landscape.

What I am sure about is that even my imagination couldn't compare to the sight set before my eyes as they drew closer. From a distance, I almost thought they would disappoint me; there, nestled against the base of southern Colorado's mountain range, was an unsuspecting collection of sand not even half the size of the mountains it clung to.  

Little did I realize that this was actually a testament to how big those damn Rockies are. For as I approached the dunes, my head tilted further and further back to see their peaks. One must walk what seems to be a mile before you actually reach them, and it's the other visitors' silhouettes that betray the dunes' soaring majesty.

Like a turbulent ocean of sand suspended in time, this anti-oasis gave me the feeling that I had cheated nature and all it's physics, accompanied by the mind-blowing conveyance that physics and time themselves were precisely what opened the door to my experience. Earth itself can seem otherworldly. In moments like these, I realize how diverse our country is, and that there is an opportunity to understand the diversity in the other nations that comprise our planet by first looking inward. 

It's a beautiful place we have the privilege to live in, and when one considers that it took millions of years to create the opportunity to see something so magnificent as dunes, and we're only here for a measly few years in comparison, what other resolution can one conjure than to see as much of our world as possible and dance all over it in celebration of its (and our) existence? 

See them for yourself, and you'll observe what I mean.