OFF HIS ROCKER ON A B707 LADDER RUN

This ain't your typical hangar. We're talkin' a straight-up B707, engine roaring, and we're climbing this ladder like it's a stairway to heaven. The wind's whippin' in our ears, the ground's disappearing below, and I swear I saw a hawk soaring past. This is the kind of adventure that makes you feel alive. There's somethin'electrifying about being