Gina Torres Quotes

I could never resist the call of the trail.

I was a bit of a wild boy - always swimming and exploring the mountains.

I am always the better for open-air breathing, and was certainly meant for the wandering life of the Indian.

The mountains are calling and I must go.

I didn't go to school for a full year until I was 12. In the summer I was a wild child in the woods, with no shoes, and in the fall it was back to the city, shoe shops and school.

I like being near the top of a mountain. One can't get lost here.

I see myself being married to my girlfriend and backpacking all over the world. If I can go out and do a 15-mile hike and climb a 12,000-ft. peak, I'm good to go.

I liked the idea of being the kind of woman who'd go to the Gobi desert pregnant.

I'm a camper. I love being out in the wilderness.

If I see a mountain, I just pick up and hike it.

I love being outdoors and trekking around.

Yeah, I like going away for camp. It brings out the savagery.

Life is about daring to carry out your ideas. And for me, it always comes back to the wilderness, nature, mountains.

I have my mountain man moments like hiking in the woods.

Not many know that I'm a mountaineer, and my love for adventure will never die.

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences Don't fence me in

Are you ready boots? Start Walking.....never look back. #‎ artforfreedom #‎ revolutionoflove

So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter

... I love walking my feet off. Gimme a map and a box of Band-Aids and I'm all set!

As long as there are young men with the light of adventure in their eyes and a touch of wildness in their souls, rapids will be run.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. Camp out among the grasses and gentians of glacial meadows, in craggy garden nooks full of nature's darlings.

Half the charm of climbing mountains is born in visions preceding this experience - visions of what is mysterious, remote, inaccessible.

Stay firmly in your path and dare; be wild two hours a day!

Life consists with Wildness. The most alive is the wildest. Not yet subdued to man, its presence refreshes him. One who pressed forward incessantly and never rested from his labors, who grew fast and made infinite demands on life, would always find himself in a new country or wilderness, and surrounded by the raw material of life. He would be climbing over the prostrate stems of primitive forest trees.

Traveler is my only companion; I may also say my pleasure. He and I, whenever practicable, wander out in the mountains and enjoy sweet confidence.