You can tell when a serious badass is in charge of things -- just look at the Mavs, who would be nowhere without the fearless leadership of
Mark Cuban The Mavs Man. God bless your trampoline dunks, sir. To see what happens when a serious badass stumbles onto a resort, check out Travaasa
Covering 210ac of the Balcones Canyonland Birdwatching Preserve, Travaasa (formerly The Crossings) was just revamped from a simple spa to a more experiential resort by a motorcycle-riding, harmonica-wailing wanderer whose travels have seen him running Southwestern horse ranches, leading expeditions in Papua New Guinea, and serving as a photo assistant for Jacques Cousteau, a great way to voyage on the Calypso without being a steau-away. Guy-novations to the property include an aerial adventure course with obstacles like the Raiders of the Lost Ark (rope bridge), Flying V (partner tight-rope walking), and a zipline; a doddy-hided mechanical bull adjacent to a flatscreened watering hole called The Spur; and an equestrian center where the goal's to build a relationship with a horse so that it follows your commands, like "buck off Damon Wayans before he can save that annoying guy from Major League's life". Other additions include super-soft bedding and towels made from locally sourced cotton, soundproofed rooms (sex!), an epic, exposed-wood-beam, high-ceiling dining hall with an open kitchen serving farm-to-marketries and offering cooking classes, and a man-centric spa treatment somehow incorporating hemp oil and rebel-country tunes (sadly, it's BYO Seven Spanish Angels)
Holdovers from the previous incarnation include guided hikes through the scenic surroundings, a sauna, hot tub, and vanishing-edge pool -- if somebody asks you to perform a stunt involving that and a trampoline, tell them "surely you Kidd".