Fennel Hudson

To sit on the stile would be to continue a familiar existence. To cross the stile would be to begin something new.

I__l be off exploring, searching for those out-of-bounds places where dreams exist.

Breathe deeply, focus your thoughts, and say out loud, __he quest begins here.

My tent doesn__ look like much but, as an estate agent might say, __t is air-conditioned and has exceptional location.

Life in the wild, as I__ observing, is about survival as much as pleasure.

The promise of adventure is often more exciting than the adventure itself.

There is a difference between __ff-limits_ and those places you can visit without getting caught.

I__e made it my mission to discover that which is off the beaten track. Somewhere in the undergrowth of the impossible.

You can escape completely, seeking an alternative life, or you can play the game and go absent without leave. How you do it is up to you.

Be oblivious to city high-rises, work-related stress and microwave popcorn.

Some will say that searching for your dreams is like looking for unicorns in an emerald forest.

Having a __aste for life_ is about knowing its various flavours and awaiting the next meal.

As a child I would play with such imagination that the __eal_ world was never real at all. It was full of mystery, adventure and possibility.

Having a fishing rod in your hand is merely an excuse to explore out-of-sight depths and reveal mysteries that previously only existed in dreams.

Water creates so much beauty, life and mystery.

Often I have found myself gazing up at clouds _ yesterday__ seas and tomorrow__ streams _ to think of them as floating on an ultraviolet sea, beyond which is the infinity of space that presents so much wonder and so many questions.

Water is intrinsically linked to the mystery and excitement of discovering new worlds.

It__ the wonderment of water that makes it so appealing: thoughts of what__ beneath the surface, or out there beyond a watery horizon.