Hanggliding, surfing, snowboarding, sailing, kayaking, I want no engines. I want just me and the elements, though not much surfing goes on in Northwest Georgia. The hanggliding is quite good here when the weather cooperates (and work doesn't suck up your time.)
The rain has been on a grand scale this year, and the work has been equally consuming ("I don't love it, I don't hate it, it's what I do") so that I hesitate to even label myself a hangglider pilot based on the number of flights and amount of time I have spent in the air. I've had more time on the water in a flat-water kayak (can do THAT in the rain, at least) on the Tennessee River than I have in the air over Lookout Mountain. http://www.hanglide.com
Snowboarding has to be done elsewhere, as well, and I am hoping for a trip to Snowshoe Mtn. in WV this winter since driving looks cheaper than flying to Austria or out west for a brief vacation. I'm feeling rusty on all my athletic skills after a year of divorce and neglect. It's a little hard to motivate when the new man in your life is not an outdoorsy type, preferring bedsports and lazy mornings, to early risings to scout the slopes. He's game for anything, but not enthusiastic about rousting out the lift crew at 0600.
Speaking of whom, he is, currently asleep, curled in a nest of covers, no doubt dreaming of delicious things to do to me with the equipment he has artfully strung on the wall.
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