Well, I learned a new term tonight; a Bucket List. It is simply a list of things one would like to do before they die. It is not a morbid thing, really. Death is the terminus of life. What we do between birth and death define us as individuals and as a culture.
One article I read tonight states that a person should have 100 items in their Bucket List. For me, that seems a bit optimistic, but what the heck.
- Learn to fly a plane (done, but ran out of money before I could finish)
- So... Get my pilot's license.
- Ride a motorcycle to the Arctic Circle.
- Ride a motorcycle to Barrow, Alaska.
- Ride a motorcycle cross country. (Done in 2008)
- Be a published author. (Well, sort of, if an early 90's computer programming magazine counts.)
- Own a small piece of land where I can raise my own food. I mean OWN. No mortgage; all paid for.
- Build my own house of stone.
- Refurbish a motorcycle. (Working on that now Project Vixen)
- Build a super-computer. (Ya, I am a geek and did have one started and running a few years back, but what does one do with a Linux cluster super-computer?)
- Ride a motorcycle coast to coast in Canada.
- Ride a 50CC (Coast to coast in the US in 50 clock hours).
- Ride a 100CC (Coast to coast and back in the US in 100 clock hours).
- Earn my Iron Butt (1000 miles in 24 hours).
- Breed orchids and create a new hybrid.
- Ride the TAT (Trans-American Trail)
- Circumnavigating Australia on a motorcycle.
- Write a book and have it published.
- Ride 100,000 miles in a year.
- Learn more about my Native American heritage. (I am 1/8th Inuit or some other culture from Canada)
- Learn another language. I already know English and can use sign language respectfully. Maybe Spanish or Russian.
- Build my own airplane and fly it.
Oh, and for you wondering; no, I am NOT jumping out of a perfectly good airplane. I will leave that for other adventurers.