“We shall not cease from exploration; and the end of all our exploring will be to
arrive where we started, and to know the place for the first time.” ~T.S. Eliot
Meet Arizona Ed
He’s your host for the Arizona Edventures website.
Watch out, Indiana Jones – here comes Arizona Ed! Follow Arizona Ed's escapades as he hikes through dense pine forests, scrambles up volcanic cinder cones, shimmies along rock ledges, hangs from sheer cliffs, and trudges across endless desert sands in one action-packed adventure after another!
Arizona Edventures has it all: non-stop action, exotic locations, grand spectacle, wit and humor… not to mention everyone’s favorite hero – Arizona Ed! Now’s your chance to find out more about him!
NAME: Ed
BIRTHDAY: June 1
EDUCATION: self-educated naturalist (“A naturalist is a person who studies the natural world, quite often as a generalist, as I tend to be. You might say I'm a jack-of-all-trades in an age of specialization.”)
HOBBIES & PASTIMES: reading, traveling and exploring
LEAST FAVORITE THING: spiders (“I hate spiders, I hate ‘em! Why’d it have to be spiders?”)
SIGNATURE WEAPON: walking stick (Watch how he wields his walking stick as a multi-purpose tool to attack, disarm, swing across gaps, move rocks, and much more!)
HEADGEAR: soft knit beanie (A style that was popular with early 20th- century schoolboys and also conjures up images of outdoorsmen a la Paul Bunyan, while the pom-pom on top adds a bit of geekiness. “If a man walks down the street in that hat, people will know he’s not afraid of anything!”)
FAVORITE SONG: The Happy Wanderer (see below)
The Happy Wanderer
Friedrich W. Möller
I love to go a-wandering
Along the mountain track
And as I go, I love to sing,
My knapsack on my back.
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra,
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra
My knapsack on my back.
I love to wander by the stream
That dances in the sun,
So joyously it calls to me,
Come join my happy song.
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra . . .
I wave my hat to all I see,
And they wave back to me
And blackbirds call so loud and sweet
From ev'ry green wood tree.
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra . . .
High overhead the skylarks wing,
They never rest at home,
But just like me they love to sing
As o'er the world we roam
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra . . .
Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die,
Oh, may I always laugh and sing
Beneath God's clear blue sky.
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra . . .
L
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