Thought for the day ....

I usually have my most profound thoughts whilst showering or walking the dog.

Today's thought was to reflect on the number of good summers that I probably still have available to me ...

For me this means the number of paragliding summers left in my life.

I don't have religion; we are already in heaven because we have paragliding, skiing, snowboarding and mountain biking duh.

The oldest paragliding pilot I met (at a high cross country - not boring ridge soaring - level) was at an informal competition a few years back, called the Chabre Open; in fact a competition that is so much fun that getting tickets to it is harder than getting tickets to Glastonbury.

Ron Don (that's as closest to a name as I have - he was also an old Geordie for any sleuths reading (tall order I know)) would not give me his age as he said that age was a label.

To look at him then - he was a strong 65 year old.

Except I had met him a few years earlier in Annecy, France when he had told me he was 77.

So, this guy was in his 80's!

And he did much better than me!

I'm 55. I hope I'm still paragliding at 80; this is my aim!

So for me, that's 25 good summers.

How many do you have left do you think?

2 Comments

  • Bear said

    Based on your math I have 24, being similar build and fitness level as your good self 😜

  • orchardadmin said

    Haha. You're so fit you're going to live forever.

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