The honour of being the first American to walk in space was one that astronaut Ed White wore lightly. “I’m not coming in… this is fun” he laughed when his commander ordered him back to the airlock, sounding for all the world like a naughty school kid being summoned by his parents.
Only a handful of humans – fewer than 200 at the latest count – could ever claim to fully appreciate what White was feeling when he uttered those words. But pretty much everyone (from naughty school kids upwards) can relate to the sentiment. You don’t have to be stepping into an airless interplanetary vacuum to enjoy the feeling of finding your own space.
Take Will Renwick, the editor of our sister title Outdoors Magic, for example. In this month’s issue he tells the story of his three-week, 291-mile hike along the Cambrian Way in Wales – a trek so remote that he often went days on end without seeing another soul. He loved it so much that not even sleeping in a urinal could dampen his spirits.
“He loved the Cambrian Way so much that not even sleeping in a urinal could dampen his spirits.”