I’ve stood on the Great Wall of China, sailed the Atlantic in the largest suite on the Queen Mary II, stayed in a luxury suite on stilts over blue/green waters in Bora Bora, piloted a World War II B-24 heavy bomber, as well as the Goodyear Blimp. I’ve scuba-dived around the world. I’ve seen the Pietá, the Last Supper, and the David. I’ve been on safari in the veldt, and slept in the same bed as Nelson Mandela did when he was released from prison. I’ve crashed in a hot air balloon.
I appreciate all that and more. But landing in a chopper on a glacier of blue ice in Alaska, with water running across the surface and into caves, is one of the high points of my life. It puts into perspective the power of nature and the danger of our own hubris.