I think I lost my sense of adventure. On Labor Day I was whining to myself that I never go anywhere. I admit that I am a homebody. I love to stay home. It’s my own fault if I stay home too much. But then I remembered two years ago I was on the other side of the world in Kenya deep in the Masai Mara bouncing in a Land Rover looking for lions, giraffes and rhinos. We found the oldest known lion at that time, Morani.