Escalera Arabe – Suiza. The day Michael got stuck up a 6c slab.
Imagine getting up at 07:00 for a day of climbing and only having decaf coffee available.
Even if you drive well and have no accidents, you could lose your deposit due to a rogue rock or pothole.
We thought that golden hour was falling a little flat. How wrong we were. I sent the Mavic up and it captured what my own, high viewpoint eyes couldn’t quite get: an even higher sweep of the two valleys, the misty hidden mountains in the background, and the stillness of the air.
The sun dipped lower and lower. I fell, again and again.
And then, I just… got it.
I am putting more value into being alone. Not just accidentally, but to actually go out and seek aloneness.
When they’re climbing, they trust you to catch them, to keep them safe, and you’re trusting them not to do something too risky, or dangerous.
You know when a simple comment leads to an adventure you didn’t quite expect?
Last week we took a few days out and had an adventure in the new Defender.
There’s a lot of reasons I’m angry, annoyed, frustrated, during any given day.