At or around 21 I recognized an inner insecurity or weakness that caused me to wonder if i was more gay than heterosexual. I didn't have any interest in any sport that had a ball associated with it.
I also had a trait of chasing a small dream and soon after it was boring so I tucked it away.
Enter, sky dive. Crazy but I ended up 200 dives before I wanted to know what it was like to Land a plane rather than jump out of it.
Before i went to the next adventure I performed a couple base jumps off the Great Gorge bridge in West Virginia.
Jumping off the bridge and landing aside the river I saw some Rafters paddling down stream. I decided to challenge myself anew. I always put my self in the head of the raft and bet the guide he could not dump me over the side with his antics. I always won that challenge.
Then after exhausting those two sports I squired a single engine land, high performance commercial license. That means you can fly in the clouds for hire.
Stay tuned. more to follow...
Hiking the narrows in the Zion through the Virgin River.
Hiking Camel Back mountain in Arizona
Stay tuned. More freedom of discovery to come