True North

Wandering seems to be in my blood. As a child, I daydreamed that I was with the great explorers as they visited exotic lands. What would it have been like to set out on a ship or on horseback with only a map in your hands? How fascinating it would have been to go somewhere and draw up the first map. My little-girl imagination loved those old hand-drawn maps. Some had landmarks and trails drawn on them and almost all of them had a compass rose to show which way was North.