Tuesday, March 13, 2012

At least it isn't genetic...

(My apologies for the interference. We were at the literal tippy, tippiety top of a mountain and the wind was breathtaking.)

Yep. That's my cub. Taking approximately 25 years off my life as he catapults himself down a mountain at breakneck speed. (rest assured, no cubs were injured in the filming of this video. And, he did stop without killing himself - or anyone else).

At times, I'd like to give him some of my fear. Just a smidgen.

Because, at this rate, I'm going to be 63 by the end of the week.

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