While I never quite got the idea as to how men chasing balls around is not in some way gayer than hell, my MACHOness took a bit of a different line. I'm a fairly accomplished rock climber and mountaineer. I've completed difficult climbs all over Europe, to include Grande Jorasses near Chamonix France, the Campanile de Val Montagnia & Tre Cime de Lavaredo in the Italian Alps, **ATTEMPTED** the Eiger in Switzerland (weather forced us down), difficult limestone cragging in Slovenia, and winter mountaineering in Glen Coe, Scotland (1000 ft ice climb in frigid temps and horrible weather in Febuary - I love Scotland
). Lots more, too many to list here.
The scariest one - a climb called "A Dream of White Horses" climb in NW Wales. It got it's name from the fact that it's an extremely overhanging sea cliff and 200 feet DIRECTLY BELOW YOU massive waves are crashing on HUGE rocks (the "White Horses" being the walls of water coming off the ocean). Get's the adreniline pumping just a bit
. Best not to fall off that one (thank god I didn't). Nothing below and around you but air, it's the most exposed climb I ever did.
Well, there you have it. I've slowed down a bit since my kids were born. But my wifey says I'm still crazier than hell. What'cha gonna do.
Crysten