DAY 8
04.12.07
TREE 9This has been my scariest climb. And I was only up about 10 feet or so. But it was climbing the hanging vines that made it so scary. You never know how well they are attached. I always worry that they will snap and I’ll fall. Once up the vine I had to reach to another vine hugging the trunk. Then I stepped onto a dead, hollow branch, that again, made me nervous. I was so preoccupied with visions of falling that I forgot to tie my orange ribbon on the tree. It seems the scariest and most challenging are most often remembered. Damn cold today.
04-12-08: By today’s standards this tree would not be scary at all. The way I’ve been pushing myself lately to try new kinds of movement in the trees has caused me to reevaluate what I consider challenging or scary. I had gotten to the point where I wasn’t getting bruised or cut while climbing. All last spring and summer my legs were like one big scabby bruise. Now, in this last week, my legs are starting to look like that again. I used to say last year after people would comment on my marked up legs, “If you haven’t bled today, you haven’t really lived.”
And here is another video from yesterday. It’s double time but it’s still slow. I should have put it on 5x time lapse. Oh well, enjoy. TS