I notice that lots of us, myself included, earned their living in dangerous occupations; military, police officers, fire fighters. That need for an adrenaline rush, and the adventurous spirit that goes with occupations like those may drive us to recreational endeavors that have a physical and mental challenge where others will not go, be that mountain climbing, mountain biking in difficult terrain, or bowhunting.
I am reminded of the words to one of my favorite songs, "The Night Riders Lament", which talks about a cowboy who makes his living riding herd in remote places, and how his friends and family from his other life don't understand him at all.
"They ask me why do you ride for your money?
Why do you rope for short pay?"
His answer should connect for many of us…
"They've never seen the northern lights,
Never seen a hawk on the wing,
Never seen spring on the great divide,
Never heard ol' Camp Cookie sing."