Each to their own

I read this in the paper today, about a man who died in an avalanche while heliskiing in NZ, and I object. I happen to like skiing, and bushwalking, and camping and think I am about as adventurous as the adventurousest amongst girls (maybe we need some more photographic proof of that around here) but this is rather subjective:

He was always saying you should do whatever you want to do now, don't put it off. You would never have found Llynden sitting around reading a book for three days. He was full of life.