Ten Life Lessons learned from Living in Alaska and Hiking
Over the past forty years, I've developed a deep love for mountains. No matter the season or the location, there's something about towering peaks and deep valleys that (although terrifying with their steep cliff faces and inclement weather) inspire me. It started off simply enough. After the Army and a time in Atlanta working in law enforcement and as a paramedic, I started teaching myself to hang glide. This started on small training hills in the Atlanta area then moved to nearby mountains in north Georgia, North Carolina and Tennessee. Many hours were spent flying over Lookout Mountain, Tut’s Hang Glider Heaven in north Georgia, Grandfather Mountain and playing on the sand dunes at Kitty Hawk, both in North Carolina. Grandfather Mountain, North Carolina Eventually, I started flying in competitions first in the southeast but quickly started flying the professional circuits all over the world. There were many times the weather turned un-flyable so whether alone