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My first ever backpacking experience was a three-day excursion on a Bright Angel Trail of the Grand Cayon National Park, AZ. in 1989. I discovered that being in "high places" really speaks to me. It eventually led me to take up paragliding in 1991. But now that I am based in Michigan with no decent places to fly nearby (read "no mountain"), I take advantages of a rare opportunity to hit mountains whenever there is a conference nearby.
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