This thead is sad to read. Not for the departed, though that is unfortunate, but for what it shows Americans have become. Afraid, and way too pampered.
Climb mountains, ride motorcycles, fly planes, explore caves, drive fast, challenge yourselved. Break the goddammit rules. Test yourselves.
These whiners aren’t who American men used to be. Too many wusses who are afraid of their own shadow. Geez.
Most of those things are fun, but hiring professional guides to help you walk up a hill to the point of pain and injury/taking pictures of yourself/then climbing back down like 50,000 other people have done before you seems to be low on actual fun and high on empty vanity and bragging rights.
Agreed. Live life to the fullest! They’re not hero’s but damn, they were living life to the fullest. I ride fast motorcycles and shoot and blow things up and eventually it may catch up to me, but I have no regrets. I’m 52 and will not go to my death just sitting around waiting to die.
AMEN!
Agreed!
I used to love reading stories about Brits who explored the world just for fun ... Ie: Richard Burton ...not the actor.
...or at least build a road to the top...