In reply to Edradour:
One dream that I will probably never realise is to head over to Alaska and hire one of the very remote lodges in the interior, probably up in the Gates of the Arctic park. Then get a bush pilot to fly me in - me and a few indulgent crates of food, drink, books and writing materials.
Then I'd happily spend the summer doing whatever I pleased, exploring, climbing, swimming, fishing and boating, and just generally hanging out in the environs. Maybe a few days out camping too, but always having the home base of the log cabin by the lake.
Then come the end of the summer the bush pilot flies back in and collects me.