Take my nephew Zach, for instance. He's a cowboy at heart -- and professionally. He is a horse trainer and farrier and does some sort of roping and sorting competition that earns him world titles and belt buckles as big as a Thanksgiving turkey platter.
At one time, he also served as a "guide for hire" taking rich folks on their big hunting excursions out West. This week, the tables are turned and he is the hunter, learning from a special group of guides known to most cable television viewers as the SWAMP PEOPLE. Not kidding. Somehow through his vast connections, he got flown down to Louisiana on a private jet and went huntin' gators with the Swamp People today.
Want to see how he did?
Uhm, to each his own, I guess. I wouldn't be caught dead trying that! Actually, if I did try it, I would be caught AND dead. Uff da. That kid has officially topped the Redneck Scale.
And I couldn't love him more. Just hope he comes back in one piece!
My sister Rayna and brother-in-law Paul just returned from a 2-week vacation in Alaska, which included a week on a cruise and a week on land, doing such daring things as riding some sort of tram on cables up one of the tallest mountains. Uhm, heck no. That sounds too dangerous for this fear-of-heights woman. I almost need to take an anxiety pill thinking about it!
Glad they could cross that adventure off their bucket list, though. Sounds like a great time in a beautiful part of America.
I am looking forward to our own adventure out East in a few weeks. I think the most daring thing will be crossing Lake Champlain on an hour-long ferry ride, hoping no hurricanes are messing up the weather then. Of course, some would say spending 7 days in a car with your spouse is pretty scary in its own right.
That's us... living on the edge!
What do YOU do for heart-stopping fun??
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