We Need a Saucer

After devoting a few weeks of blog space to adventures that I thought people should spend some time on, I personally decided to take a day to go on my own expedition.  Earlier this week, a few friends and I made our way up to the Sierra Nevada’s for some fun in the snow. I’m still not quite used to the cold that Northern California has to offer (I forgot my Snuggie back home), but I was stoked nonetheless to jump into a fresh layer of powder when we got up there.

Eventually, the day brought us to a large opening on the side of the road near Strawberry, California (insert food joke here).  The small recreation area consisted of one HUGE hill that sledders could use to slide down on whatever they had with them. In the middle of the slope stood one large jump that daredevils could go off of if they were feeling risky. Luckily, we came prepared for the day with a few sleds and toboggans. Oh yes, it was game time.

Our first few trips down the hill were all but graceful. Matter of fact, none of us ACTUALLY made it down the slope our first couple of tries (our sleds did though…sad). Thirty minutes into our failed battle with the jump, we decided to take a quick break and watch some of the other sledders.

We spent the next few minutes looking on as countless people tried to make it to the dreaded jump of doom and failed. One after another, teens to adults would approach the lift only to either fall off or purposely slow down to avoid launching themselves into the air…

Except for one person.

No older than 6 or 7, a small girl began to draw a crowd as she repeatedly launched herself off the jump (and when I say launch, I’m not talking about a few inches…try a few feet). Her routine was simple: walk up, hop on her saucer, get major air, repeat. The more she jumped, the more people would huddle around to watch, all talking about how brave the girl was for doing something that everyone else feared.

I think that everyone is guilty of losing some of their childhood ambition at one point or another. Often times, the things we once viewed as entertaining and adventurous are now looked at as dangerous and risky. Instead of recognizing the jump as a source of fun and excitement, we too were guilty of counting its flaws and hazards. Only after repeatedly watching the girl attack the hill without fear were we truly able to take a swing at it.

Instead of giving you step-by-step instructions for your final adventure, I hope you take some time in the next few days to explore something in your life that you would usually shy away from. Go on your own winter hike, reconnect with some childhood friends, or even take a trip out to an old-school hangout location.

By taking a little bit of time to live life with some childhood spirit, I think we can all be refreshed and prepared to take this new year head-on.

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