The first few times I went climbing at Rattlesnake Point I was a beginner. I was quite freaked out by the physical effort required, the heights and mind fuck of falling on rope. The higher up I managed to climb the more disconcerting it all felt. That was then…
After a few years of training at a climbing gym I have come back to the area and it was a completely different experience. Yesterday I climbed the same walls that I did before and I had an absolute blast. Fun!!!
I think the big difference was ascending felt better. Mentally, going up was “right”. With each new crank upward I felt lighter and happier. The result was much less emotional tension. No anxiety. Just hard work, and that was no problem.
I trusted the anchors we placed and could commit to (for me) really hard moves. 85 vertical feet later I could look out from the top out at the beautiful Ontario countryside. Mount Nemo off in the distance and the evening sun setting.
I like when my 47 year old body comes through for me.
I managed two climbs that afternoon. I also shot some footage for the documentary. Hanging halfway up the wall on the second climb I filmed some first person thoughts about conflict and friendships, Europe and family. That sort of stuff.