Instead of putting up my resume, I prefer to give a quick outline of my professional experiences. These are some of the jobs I have had over the years:

Lifeguard, swim instructor, pizza maker, trophy maker, fish cutter, masonry laborer, counselor for juvenile delinquent teens, legal secretary, creative arts program director, weaver, student services coordinator, and whitewater rafting guide. Presently I am working with Alzheimer's patients while attending Florida Atlantic University.

If you have visited my other pages, you already know some of the things I like to do, like kayak, bicycle, camp, hike etc. I also like to ski and snowshoe, but I there is not much of those sports down here in sunny Florida!

Hike the Appalachian Trail, bicycle across the country, scuba dive, visit a rainforest, sail around for a while, and live on a boat.

Some of my adventures include: a two week bicycle trip around Nova Scotia; biking over the San Andreas Fault; five days of kayak-camping on a remote Maine island with my son when he was four; the Trek Across Maine, a three day, 180 mile bike ride "from Sunday River to the Sea"; hiked up a mountain in Maine at night in the winter to see Halley's comet, backcountry canoe-camped in the Everglades for four days with two emotionally disturbed 12 year olds.

You know all those stupid things you have done in your life? Well here are a few of mine:

Went backcountry canoe-camping in the Everglades with no bug spray.

Skied "Red Dog" at Squaw Valley on cross-country skis.

Went to California and didn't go to Yosemite.

Bit a bee.

Put my hand in a black widow spider's web. (The spider was home.)

I've spent a fair amount of time being lost. Here are a few incidents:

I got lost while cross-country skiing on some logging roads in western Maine. My friend and I, after wandering around in circles, finally found a "cabin in the woods" where the owner gave us a ride back to civilization.

On another cross-country skiing adventure, I got lost in West Virginia, on marked trails!!!

Once I was kayaking in some salt marshes in Maine, and spent two hours trying to find my way out. Yowsa!

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