Some historical inspiration for achieving your dreams, the 1900's Antarctic edition:
Mostly the old expeditions to the south we're groups of guys who had little experience in frigid temperatures traversing around doing stupid things because nobody was around to tell them they couldn't/shouldn't do it. Like walking right along the edges of the active volcanoes, meandering off into the distance glaciers because they were bored, "nah we're good lets go a little bit farther" even though they're totally frostbitten and exhausted.
The ones that lived and returned successfull usually, but not always, shared certain things:
-Calculated risk taking
-Accepting what failure meant and went full kilter anyway (usually death if not a mighty ding to their reputation)
-High spirits (Cookbooks!)
-They valued the lives of their party members.
-A desire to face the unknown
-A healthy dose of Fuck It.
The stuff of legends is made in the trials of imperfection and uncertainty.
Do a job too well, prepare, and execute it to perfection and you'll be forgotten because the story is less exciting. (Amundsen)
Do a job full kilter, damn the consequences, and you (and most of your party) will die a hero. (Scott)
But, if you bring out the best in your people with great leadership, the ability to make hard choices, and problem solve and do your best to bring everyone back alive, you become legends.
Even though they failed in the original mission, the one that happened was above and beyond what anyone could expect to survive. (Shackleton)
It's 2017, chaps. What kind of legend are you?
In my house, on a special shelf, is a Lego pirate ship and a copic marker painting I did of Shackleton's Endurance.
One year we got one big Lego set for the entire family to build on Christmas day. Sweet hu?
Everyday I look at the Endurance picture and go, "Whoa! History is so cool! They were such badasses. Antarctica ice ships dogs...etc."
At the same time I look at the Lego pirate ship and go, "Whoa! Metal beard! Pirates! High seas Adventure! Awesome! LEGO!... etc."
They only have two similarities: they are both ships, and they both represent something epic.
How much of history is romanticized? It can be the same kind of joy you get from a toy; you get from it what your imagination puts into it.
"History is boring," says the kid who wanted to go home and play, not realizing stories of ships and seas ultimately lead to the creation of Metal Beard and the Sea Cow.
In my house, they're the same. Both ships, and both epic.
October 27 1915
the Shackleton party officially left the Endurance, the newly constructed polar explorer ship, as it was crushed in the ice sheet in the Weddell Sea.
The loss was an end to Shackleton’s mission for a continental crossing, as their greater task was to reach the coast and get help from South Georgia. After a harrowing journey across ice and sea, they reached Elephant Island, 346 miles from the lost Endurance.
Five men set out in a long boat, sailing over 720 nautical Miles to reach South Georgia, to return to help to the rest of the crew stranded in Antarctica. The journey would be known as the Voyage of the James Caird. The ordeal was expertly photographed by Frank Hurley.
Four and a half months Shackleton was able to organize a rescue for the stranded party, and they returned to England as heroes.
Though no one perished in the Weddell Sea party, the party aboard the Aurora, who where responsible for setting catches on the other side of the continent, fell to their own hardships and lost three men. They where also rescued and returned to England, though their story is often unfortunately under shadowed by the Endurance party.
Though the expedition did not fulfill it’s intended purpose, the story’s of Shackelton’s men remain one of the most popular in Antarctic history.