I feel like this thread is really needing some input from
@Dustin Chromers
It's true. I've shit on and in some of the most awe inspiring places on the planet. There is nothing more satisfying than a great movement in a pristine place. I feel like Glenn planting my flag in the moon. And yeah, if I got to be first on the moon I'd have crapped there too. One small dump for Chromers, one giant movement for mankind.
The real key to why I've been able to consistently bag so many coveted firsts and greats in the arena of defecation is my commitment to the craft. Just like swinging steelhead, you gotta want to work for it. You gotta value the journey beyond the prize. There's gotta be a fire in your gut needing to come out. No, it's not easy but being a champion never is otherwise everyone would do it. You gotta be willing to climb higher, go further, and suffer greater than you ever thought possible. Is it worth it? Yeah, for some it is.
Here's a list of some of my accomplishments indoor and outdoor.
1. The Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam. You'll never find a finer marble hall to do your business. If art of the game is your drive it's well worth the effort to make your way to this location.
2. The Texas School Book Depository. Students of history will know the proper floor and side of the building to access this hallowed solemn place to think. Literally a bathroom that changed the course of American history. I followed this by a walk through the Dallas streets and a contemplative moment on the grassy knoll.
3. Matheny Creek Canyon. A humble and high hallowed place half way up the gorge on a little ledge hosted one of my most proud achievements. There a small and solitary yew tree bore witness to perhaps the most determined movement in human history. Why? Because it's there. It demanded all my skills to reach this place. I monumented this remote ledge with a single white streamer marking the steamer. And even it was lost, like tears in the rain. It's not about the permanent mark or accolades anyway. That yew tree now fertilized still grows there to this day.
There are many others but this post is only intended to provide inspiration. I've got my eyes set on Everest. I think a symbolic shit on the summit would be a great way to communicate my feeling of what the Western world is doing to that place. Perhaps space will be in the cards soon as private flight becomes a possibility. Really the sky is the limit. But know this. It isn't about a famous or scenic location. It's about the commitment to the craft and sparing no effort. It's about making your own temporary and beautiful mark.
