Ouch, you are for one twisted trip of a warped mind. Yes, climbing is a wonderful thing, but in a way twisted and demented. Getting up at 3 am, going to sleep at 2 am, , achy fingers, calves cramping dehydration are my pleasure. So why am I doing it? Location, location, location. Climbing allowed me to see places most of people will never have a chance to see. It allows me to see them up close and personal. Seeing it on film or a picture is only a part of the story. One breath of cold air at sunrise and you forget about everything. At the feeling when you clip your rope through the anchor, your forearms bulging can’t be matched.
This is only a glimpse into this world- I hope you’ll like it.
