When You're Not Brave, 'Rad' or even Outgoing - go out anyway...

This time last year I was afraid, make that very afraid.

We were two days away from attempting the first wingsuit crossing of The Grand Canyon from rim to rim. We were exiting the jump plane at close to 30,000ft, the temperature was -50 Celsius, we were breathing supplemental oxygen, we were flying high performance pressurised wingsuits and we needed to fly over 10kms to cross the canyon safely. Then, to me at least, the landing area was the equivalent of a handkerchief dropped in a wilderness of trees and cactus. Not somewhere to land a skydiving canopy.

There was a lot to be afraid of, and I am not brave.  I am not of the 'yahoo let's go', brimming with optimism bias that is more common among skydivers and adventurers.

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