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Climbing |
| I used to climb alot.
Ironically I did most of my climbing when I lived in Michigan, where
there was practically no climbing at all. I started climbing just
before I turned 30 and spent many a Saturday or Sunday at Grand
Ledge. Those were fun days. I can still remember how hard I
worked to get Rocketman and Doug's Roof. It was a special feeling
to finally master those climbs. About that time I stopped going
there because a local gym opened up and, well, I got tired of the long
drive from Detroit to Grand Ledge. Instead, me and friends turned
our attention to the Red River Gorge. We made many trips down
there in the Spring and Fall when the weather was at its best.
It's hard to believe that I did it, but in the most frenzied Fall of
all, we made that (7+ hour) trip 10 times between September and
November. It was crazy but it was our lifestyle. Over the
years, we made trips to Colorado, California, Kentucky, Nevada, New
York, West
Virginia, North Carolina, and Canada to climb. The passion was there and it motivated me to want to live in Colorado. It took a while but I moved here in 1999. It is ironic that I now climb less than I have in 12 years and yet climbing is what brought me here. Life does that sometimes. |