FOR INFORMATION AND PHOTOS ABOUT THE IDAHO WILDERNESS EXPERIENCE:
In September 1960, only weeks after beginning college at Stanford University, Pulitzer Prize winning poet Robert Frost came to my dormitory to speak to our group of young neophytes. At the time I’m not sure I knew who he was. Some of my new friends from Eastern Prep schools were incredulous at that, and belittled me as they explained Frost’s fame and brilliance.
Frost spoke to us, and recited some of his poems. This one resonated and stuck with me through all the intervening years, especially the last two lines. Looking back I can say they helped inform my life choices.
I’m a scout, and have always loved exploring where I haven’t been before. This video is evidence. I'm grateful that I've often taken the road less traveled.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.