It was over summer 2013 that I started thinking about becoming a welder. My thought process behind this was that I could find work wherever I go around the world. Every city needs a welder, right ? And I could fix my rig to, if things broke down. And things will break down.
Grande Prairie did blur my Jeep 'round-the-world expedition plan. Big time. Instead of planning for a short term career development, I decided to go all-in for a decade of welding. Which isn't bad by itself. But it took me a few months to realize that this is not what I do want for my 20s.
And so I quit my job and moved to the one place in the world where I felt being home: Atlin.
And I never been so happy since then. It has been almost over a year. Maybe I did confuse dreams with reality...but it was by far the best decision of my life. Life is really too short to not go on Plan A. This is what it comes down to, really. Going barefoot, going back to the basic. The oilpatch was just not good for my sanity. And what is the price tag of sanity ?
I have come to realize while down in the patch that most men aren't satisfied with their lives, no matter their salary or job success. How to be satisfied ? That is to each and every men to find out for themselves. As for me, barefoot in a jeep. That I figured.