Five months ago I left the "Land of the Sky" to live in "Big Sky Country". The vision of oak-shaded mountains was replaced with snow-saturated peaks. Civil War stories were abruptly hushed by Native American legends. Sunrises became sunsets. People have come, people have gone, and I have been.
In a matter of days I will use this much sought after sky to return to Asheville, resuming work at Navitat. Our old Weaverville home is no longer ours - as Jackson, Joel and Garrison have moved away as well. However, my new manager Chad moved in after we left, so it's still in the family. I'll be looking for a new home upon my return, and hopefully it will be a quick find as things are already picking up at Navitat. I'm excited for this new endeavor; both my own and for the guys in California building our second course. Things seem to be working out as we had hoped - spreading out to different areas, seeing our friends' lives grow, and infecting the world with habit-forming zip lines.
I have a lot of hope for the future.
