It's not until I get back to Tucson and examine some topo maps that I realize I climbed the wrong peak. I was a good three miles to the southeast, climbing an unnamed peak. Some might consider that a setback. Maybe even an egregious mistake. I say hogwash.
Any fool can get to a specific geographic location given enough maps and global positioning units.
Heck, the challenge today is to end up someplace other than you intended. It's the art of indeterminate wandering. It's the serendipity of the unknown trail. If you always end up where you plan to, you'll never discover the places you missed. Sometimes what you weren't looking for turns out to be even better.