I strapped on my first pair of skis at 13 years old. Like most hard headed middle schoolers, I wasn’t about to take lessons. But when I went with the youth group from North Beaver Baptist church, I was bound and determined to show everyone my awesome skills, experience notwithstanding! That first night I rode to the very top of Big Apple and pointed my skis towards the bottom.
I failed, horribly.
I fell, crashed dramatically, and I’m sure the ski patrol had reminded me on more than one occasion to make turns and not bomb the mountain (a term we use when skiers go straight down, instead of a controlled zig zag).
After that night, I was in love. I loved the bite of the snow, the fireplaces, the feeling of freedom it gave me. Ever since then, skiing has been my fishing. I found every reason I could think of to go skiing, returning again and again to that same mountain with every junior ROTC trip the high school offered.
As I got older, things changed, but my love for the sport never did. There were no more junior ROTC trips or church youth groups. It was time to find my people, like minded skiers willing to chase the perfect mountain with me.
One night many years later I found myself at Geno’s sports bar and grill in Boone, playing darts. I could see World B. Otto across the bar, a man I recognized but had never spoken to. He didn’t know me, and in fact the only thing I could tell you about him was that he liked to ski. I took a leap. I walked over and introduced myself, told him I was a fellow skier. He was perfectly polite, so we chatted awkwardly as total strangers do, swapping stories about a few mountains we had in common.
I made a split second decision. I asked him point blank if he wanted to come with me to Valle Nevado outside of Santiago Chile that August. World B. stopped reading his paper, looked at me and said, “Who all is going?”
“Well, right now, just you and me,” I answered.
It didn’t seem like five seconds had passed before he said, “I’m in.”
I was thrilled. I looped in Jason, my partner at HitsTech (it didn’t take much convincing) and just like that we were off to South America. The next few months were silent as we prepared for our big trip.
On August 15th, 2008, I met World B and Jason at the airport in Greensboro, NC. World B, it turned out, was the funniest person I had ever met. Jason and I laughed for a solid hour before the flight left, and getting on an international flight with a near-stranger didn’t seem quite so crazy after all.
Over 13 hours later, we stepped onto South American ground for the first time. My first act was to struggle with the only available technology, resorting a computer and headset to call home and let everyone know I made it alright. As I juggled the headset and coaxed the limited internet, I caught the eye of a couple a little ways off. They were watching me, giggling together and kind of making fun of me.
“Come on,” I thought to myself, “Do I really look that funny?”
There wasn’t time to answer my own rhetorical question, however, as we were ushered onto a bus that would take us up the mountain. My admiring couple, I noticed, got on too. World B. somehow managed to convince the bus driver to stop at a McDonald’s for breakfast and then a grocery store to stock up on a weeks’ worth of cervezas. He kept the entire bus amused with his stunts, and I couldn’t help but soften toward the mystery couple them when I noticed that they, too, were laughing.
It was a harrowing ride up, crisscrossing the mountain with hundreds upon hundreds of steep switchbacks. Worse still when I realized the road was in fact one way — in the morning traffic went up, and in the evening it only went down.
We made it in one piece and checked in around 1pm. That evening before dinner, I was hanging around the window when I saw an entire section of the mountain dislodge itself and go sliding down! I yelled to World. B and spun around to watch him come flying down the hall in nothing but his underwear. Through fits of laughter, I pointed to the avalanche and we watched the very road we’d traveled that morning disappear completely in the white.
For the next week, our busload had complete run of the mountain. No one else could come up or down if they tried. A dozen people and 4,000 acres of skiable terrain — it was going to be the trip of a lifetime.
That first day was a complete white out, we couldn’t see a thing and it made for an early day. I do, however, have the honor of saying I witnessed World B. perform what I believe was his only full flip on skis of his entire life.
We came to know that mountain like an old friend. The slopes looked like a white desert; The snow was sand and the drifts were distinctly defined, almost completely burying the lifts. Most intriguing of all were the trees — There weren’t any. The entire mountain was above the tree line. I was all the more alien and beautiful to us when we remembered that we had seen wild horses and cacti only the day before on the drive up the now eviscerated road.
Most of the people on the mountain couldn’t (or wouldn’t) speak English, so the three of us kept our own company. That is, until one day as we stood mid mountain and a snowboarder literally flew by us.
I looked at World B and Jason and said, “Damn, that guy is good!” Not two seconds later, a woman on skis sped past, nearly lifting off the mountain.
“She’s not that bad,” said World B. admiringly. And what do you know, it was the very same couple that looked at us so strangely at the airport.
We caught up with them and learned their names: Mathieu Ritzenthaler, and Adeline Pichard. Mathieu was a former X Game Boarder from France, and Adeline was a ski instructor in Gryon Switzerland. They had met some time back but this was their time out of Europe together. Mathieu didn’t speak much English, but Adeline was fluent enough for both of them.
We all went to dinner together. The menu was pasta and bread, but World B. couldn’t seem to secure himself any butter for either one. The waiter would come by, and World B. would ask for butter, trying to prove his point and convince the poor waitstaff he knew what he was talking about by repeating, “You know, el Buuteer!”
I don’t think we have laughed so hard in all of our lives. We would later learn to ask for mantequilla, but our friendship was cemented that night over World B.’s stubbornly butterless bread.
World B.’s antics didn’t go over quite as well when we ran into a big, burly, military type Russian guy visiting the mountain on vacation. The 2008 Olympics were on, and Russia was in the act of invading Georgia, so World B. walked right up and asked him how he was enjoying the invading (just for fun!)
Our Russian friend looked at us with a blank stare and barked, “FINE.” If the man had a sense of humor, it certainly wasn’t ours.
When at last it came time to go, it was hard to imagine leaving the memories we had made there. After all, we had shared a once-in-a-lifetime week together — just me, World B., Jason, Mathieu, Adeline, and the mountain.
Adeline invited us to Switzerland and I, of course, invited them to North Carolina. But we all knew how these things go — it was likely the last time we would see our new French/Swiss friends.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned on my adventures, however, it’s that a mountain like that holds a special kind of power, and the bonds you make with fellow travelers are forged from strong stuff. The roads opened up, new visitors arrived on the mountain, and it was time for us to go home. The real adventure however, as so often happens, was just beginning.
A mere three months later, the three of us were on a plane again, jetting off to Switzerland and Mathieu and Adeline. In April, they came all the way to North Carolina for my birthday, and three years later, they returned to the U.S. to watch my about-to-be-wife walk down the aisle. Since then, we’ve returned to Switzerland, met up in Japan, and had many more adventures — but that’s a story for another blog.
I make it a point to travel often and far. Nothing breaks you out of your tired old thought processes and jump starts your creativity and like seeing the world from a different angle — literally. Traveling allows you to define yourself as a person, establish the difference between wants and needs in your life, and problem solve like you never have before. The places I’ve visited have been an education far beyond the one I received in school, and the people I’ve met around the world have taught me as much as I’ve ever learned in a classroom. Here’s why you should break out of your rut and jump on the next plane.
Understanding The World
Traveling to different places will allow you to understand what the world is made of. Before traveling, most people have one point of view, one frame of mind through which they view the world. We are all raised in a specific manner that may be different from the way our neighbors were raised. When we experience a new culture, it can jolt us out of the patterns of thought that we take for granted, and make us more able to understand other points of view. This, in turn, can be endlessly helpful in all areas of your life back home. After all, trying to understand a client’s needs or communicate a foreign concept isn’t all that different from creating understanding across cultural lines.
Many people don’t need much to live a happy, simple (or extraordinary) life. When traveling, you realize that there are no “third-world” issues, but only world issues. Every country has challenges. Traveling allows you to see these issues at first hand. You may even be inspired to find a new passion or solution.
You’ll meet people that can teach you valuable life lessons that you wouldn’t normally encounter. Sometimes the greatest lessons are taught through journeys and chance meetings. The people I have met in all corners of the world have shared their stories with me, the most incredible stories that I never would have imagined if I had stayed home. You will meet people who expand your understanding and your abilities. You may also befriend someone who has helped make a difference and improvement in their community, or is looking for the same travel experience you are. You may travel alone, but you’ll never be lonely. The point is, through these cultural experiences, you learn more about the cultures of the world and a broadened overview of how people live, and how the experiences of others vary from your own.
Communicating Like You’d Never Do At Home
One of the best things you learn from traveling is how to communicate. You may be a shy, quiet person at home, but traveling doesn’t give you that choice. Traveling allows you to boost your self confidence and learn how to network and create relationships with strangers. When you come back home, you have a different view on communicating in general. Different cultures communicate in different ways, whether that is verbal or nonverbal. You may reach out to shake someone’s hand, but that could be against their cultural rules. The thing is, these are things you’d never know unless you put yourself in a new situation, and the act of learning new communication styles and thinking critically about the set ways that you interact with others can be a hugely valuable exercise. Traveling is all about getting out of your comfort zone to learn and understand. You never know who you may meet!
Problem Solving & Decision Making
None of us can afford to stop expanding and stretching our problem solving and decision making skills, and traveling is the best exercise, allowing you endless opportunities to learn and grow. You are bound to run into difficulty and challenges far from home and your support net of well-worn understandings. It could be as simple as getting from point A to point B, or it could be something unexpected that forces you to take decisive action on the spot. Either way, you will find that the challenges you faced while abroad allow you to make decisions and solutions to problems at home. You’ll preserve and find the right solutions because you have no other choice, and that experience will be one of the most valuable souvenirs you bring home with you.
About Cyrus Hurley
Cyrus Hurley balances his professional career in information technology with travel, skiing, and (perhaps most importantly) day-to-day life with his family in Hickory, North Carolina.
An avid skier, Cyrus Hurley has spent considerable time exploring the world’s most beautiful peaks. To date, he has visited ranges in the United States, Canada, Europe, South America, Asia, and Argentina. However, Cyrus ultimately intends to travel even further, and eventually cross New Zealand, Australian, Africa, Antarctica, and Cuba off of his travel bucket list.
For now, though, Cyrus plans to remain active in the Hickory community and spend quality time with his family. An active community member, Cyrus proved his commitment to enriching his home county by directing the installation of free, secure public WiFi in Ashe County’s recreational hotspots and further aiding in the collection tourism analytics on behalf of local economic development projects. In his off hours, Cyrus volunteers as a ski patroller at the nearby Appalachian Ski Mountain resort in Blowing Rock, North Carolina.
Cyrus Hurley is the president, CIO, and co-founder of the enterprise IT solutions provider HitsTech. While he has been developing his skills for over two decades, Cyrus’s passion for computers and problem-solving began in his teens, when he first encountered the technology in school. After developing his skill set in high school, Cyrus decided to apply his interests to aid military interests, and joined the US Army Reserves as a Network Engineer. While in that capacity, Cyrus aided in the implementation of NAS servers throughout the Southeast region, which included four states and Puerto Rico. In 2004, Cyrus concluded his service with the army and dedicated himself to his work at HitsTech, which was only a few years old at the time.
As HitsTech’s Chief Information Officer, Cyrus merges his considerable technical know-how with his multi-industry experience to formulate, implement, and oversee enterprise-level solutions to complex problems. Cyrus’s approach to his work at HitsTech is informed by his years of experience in the ever-shifting IT landscape; rather than offering standardized solutions, Cyrus chooses to consider each problem as a unique issue requiring a tailored solution. To date, Cyrus has worked in conjunction with major players in the IT landscape, including Microsoft, Citrix, Symantic, Dell, CDW Corporation, and Cisco. While the firm was originally intended to develop solutions for the healthcare sector, it has since expanded to serve clients from local and state government, K-12 and higher education, and medium to large businesses.
In addition to his position at HitsTech, Cyrus served as the Director of Technology for his home county of Ashe, North Carolina for over ten years. In the years to come, he intends to achieve and explore even more in both his professional and personal life.