Most of us harbor some kind of wish or desire for that one great adventure in life. Mine was to drive to Alaska, and on June 13, 2002, I climbed into my Nissan Pathfinder and headed out. Even though I was in Salt Lake City at the time, it was still a 7,000-mile round trip and one I will never forget. During that entire time I only recall uttering one (minor) profanity, when I almost drove into a moose.