In the past few years, I'd gone out with a media exec who was afraid of the ocean and brought his mother along on our second date.I'd let myself get picked up on the street by a tall, handsome high school teacher who took me out for a drink, ordered red wine, and proceeded to sip it through a straw so he wouldn't stain his teeth.Or maybe they're just delusional."U look interesting . "Next, I have an exchange with a med student in Nepal. and tell him that, during college, I spent a month living in a village in southern Nepal, studying meditation with a holy man. "How about talking about adventures while having a martini? (I can barely see his face, but the action shot is sexy.) The other reveals a balding guy with a sweet, boyish smile and charming green eyes."Your profile is superb and it is the thing that pulled me towards you! I e-mail back and suggest meeting the next night at a So Ho haunt called Raoul's. It is, until we actually do iton a November day when an Arctic front sweeps in and breaks the warm spell.
"On Single And Active.com, you can."The site isn't hugethere are only about 10,000 members, most of them located in major U. citiesbut the male-to-female ratio is three to one. I pick "cosmocamper" for my name, because of my citified ways. ) and name surfing, kayaking, snowboarding, running, mountain biking, triathlons, and yoga as a few of my favorite things."On a walking safari in South Africa," I write, "I learned that I fall into the 10 percent category of women who don't run when face to face with a rare white rhino.
I'm going to Guam next week."Single And Active males, meanwhile, aren't just men of few pixels; they're men of few words. Have you heard of the young man in Nepal who has been meditating in the forest for six months without food or drink?
Maybe they're so busy climbing in the Alps or running rivers in Colorado that they've lost communication skills. but I'm far away in India," writes one guy, who adds, absurdly, "Are u planning to be here soon? "I suddenly picture myself in the Himalayan outback surrounded by yaks and a chanting, bony husband. ONE UNSEASONABLY warm morning in late fall, an e-mail arrives from a backcountry skier who's chosen an obscure vegetable for his screen name. One shows him tearing down a slope, knee-deep in snow.
And maybe finding out whether a guy can catch me flying through the air will be a good test of his worthiness."OK, sounds fun," I tell him."First, could I see a photo that shows a little more of you? I take it he wants to check out the bod, so I send him a picture of me in a bikini on a beach in Costa Rica, holding a fishing rod.
(How suggestive is Next, a mountain biker drops a line and tells me to check out his profile page, which features a close-up of a gaping-mouthed striped bass where his own mug ought to be."Do you really think this will attract a woman?