I noticed something, and I wonder if anyone has similar feelings. I have had some truly difficult adventures. Bad weather, harsh environments, physical suffering, break downs, hunger, thirst, you name it. But here is the crazy thing. Give those trips a few years to rest in the memory and they become the ones I remember best and most fondly. The ones I tell stories about. The ones I relive in my mind. Do adventures age and become better over the years like wine?