“There is a guy I know who has a skate ramp in his garage.”
This was a comment from a friend recently about me trying to find new friends.
It got me to thinking that when you’re involved in the long-distance skateboarding scene, and only involved in the long distance skateboarding scene, then other forms of skateboarding don’t really have much appeal.
But then again, when I had a go on a friend of a friend’s shortboard the other day, I quite enjoyed playing about on it, and even thought that I should get myself one.
So does that make me a skater?
Identity, or lack of a sense of identity, or a new-found identity that one has not yet come to grips with, is tough work.
Who am I?
What are the moral and ethical implications of pursuing a life of adventure (which costs money and time) when there are people without even the basic life essentials?
“How we can justify all the expensive gear, travel resources, impact on environment, and so on, for the human pleasure of a high-end adventure trip?” – Outdoor Education, Ethics, and Moral Development
Am I not just another priveliged western developed-world-class citizen splurging money and time for my own pleasure?
I’d be interested to hear your take on this. Through my choice to spend NZ$15,000 and 2.5 years of precious time on this journey (that could have been spent on…I don’t know…random choice…volunteering to build school-houses in Ethiopia), what have you, the blog reader, gotten out of my journey? Has it influenced your life for the better? Are there any ehtical dilemas in journeys like mine?