|With a flick of his wrist.
||[Jan. 31st, 2001|09:30 pm]
In an effort to drive away the filthy hungry cannibals that ring around my soul, I joined three people from work today and went rock climbing. That's right. ROCK CLIMBING.|
What you just saw was not a picture of me rock-climbing, as I have not purchased a digital camera yet. Also, I would never go shirtless in public. Furthermore, I did nothing like what the gentlemen in the picture is doing. At any rate, we went down to the Green Belt, and oh, dear Lord was it beautiful.
It was a perfect day. Slightly breezy. Green. Birds were chirping, the trail was shaded, and all was right with the world. But what truly set the scene was the water. The creek, which had been dry and barren months before, was full of flowing, gushing water. It burbled, it gushed, and it moved. I was reminded a lot of that place "the gang" used to go back in Tuscaloosa. I wish you could have seen it with me. It was too beautiful not to share.
Lining the creek were the trails and the cliffs. The cliffs were our aim. First things first, I put on an EXTREMELY uncomfortable harness, the details of which would make one squeamish, so I'll skip over that bit. I then watched my partners, who were all very accomplished at this sport, take turns scaling the cliffside. Basically the way it works is this. Someone very brave goes up first, carrying a rope with them. Every so often they secure the rope to a bolt in the cliff, so that they have a failsafe point in the event that they fall. In this manner they reach the top, and secure the rope to the anchor. They then slowly come down. So now you've got the rope looped around a point atop the cliff
Now the rope has been prepared for the rest of us. You fasten one end to your harness, and someone else loops the other end through their's. They're responsible for holding the rope tight when you fall, so that you don't hit the ground and go boom. I learned how to do this properly, as well.
I don't know why I'm bothering going into extreme detail, as the moral of the story is that I only made it about 15 feet up the side of the cliff. Still, I'm happy. That's much higher than I thought I would go. And it was fun. And I will do it again.
So here's to new and interesting things.