There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the shore;
There is a society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in it’s roar:
I love not man the less, but nature more…

We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.