This transitional period has been a nice change of pace for Kyle and myself and it has given us some time to take care of our bodies, our house, work. It has also been a good chance to make time for those hobbies that I never seem to have time for. It all seems surreal however, as only part of me is actually here in the now. Day after day my mind wanders off to fantasies of the great open road, rock climbing, sun chasing... living the dream. As most of you know, 2012 is a monumental year for both Kyle and myself and if all goes as planned, this will be our longest climbing trip to date at almost 5 months!!!! We have worked really hard to make it possible to do this once in a lifetime trip with two wonderful friends.
So for now I just dream away all day, wondering what adventures this trip will bring, experiences we will share,and the memories that we will create. Can't hardly wait!!!!!!!! Jan. 4th, Hueco Tanks, Texas.
I've also taken up running again. I guess you could say that I was inspired to get back into it after hearing about Sasha Digiulian's training regime of 5 miles, 5x/week. I've worked hard over the past year to re-program my stride and this painful work has finally paid off as I no longer have knee pain and I can run further and faster then ever before. It's nice to feel lean, fit and strong, but not from climbing :) Long distance running also makes Kyle's gourmet meals taste even better (if that is possible).
I guess you could also say that the Clarksburg Cave has finally been 'broken in'. We have really enjoyed spending time with our local climbing pals Gary and Deeana and Wednesday night boulder sessions have become a routine of sorts. It is alway a nice evening of bouldering, good food, wine, good times.
|Gary and Deeana: Thornbury locals, Clarksburg Cave regulars.|
|Aro and Asia, Gary and Dee's kitty cats, enjoy climbing in the cave as much as we do!|
|Aro and Asia stay warm by the propane heater|
I've thought long and hard about this for years, even though it may come across as a last minute decision, it most definitely wasn't. The ancient white cedar represents so many different things to me. Jaarko was able to capture the same cedars that I spend most of my summers playing amongst, along the beautiful Niagara Escarpment. But that isn't the only reason I chose the ancient cedar; it reminds me to stay true to myself, evolve, grow, adapt. The amazing thing about these cedars (aside from the fact that they can be 2 feet tall and 2000 years old) is the fact that they can litteraly survive off of nothing. They cling to cliffs for their dear lives and adapt to whatever they've been given and whatever comes their way. They are true survivors of nature and I want to adapt, grow and experience a long life like my cedar tree.