Hey Everyone. This blog will be devoted to climbing and the incredibly stupid or awesome things that my friends and I do. My friends Alex(left) and Brandon (middle) will be a huge part of this story. It will encompass the up coming summer all the way through to the winter of next year. As for now we are not able to train together. I am secluded in the Northern throws of New York, while Alex is stuck in central New York trying to find a job to make enough money to move and fund his monster dreams of climbing, and Brandon is finishing up his Outdoor Rec degree from SUNY Cortland. We all have our independent training regiments, but we all train for the sole purpose of trying to excel each other and the satisfaction of making leaps on the rock. Our goals are all different for this year. Mine is to trad climb 5.11a, while I believe Alex's is to climb 5.12As. Brandon has big goals in the realm of AID climbing. Other goals include, Horseshoe Hell in September, and possibly putting up a first ascent somewhere in the country. I think this is more of a record of trials and failures with the hope of major success.
We are in the middle of our graduation into the world, literally and metaphorically. When we are born we are told the world is our playground. We spend hours and hours playing outside and building forts. All of this is done with a limit. Knowing you can't go out of the neighborhood, or past the house down the road, or you have to be home for dinner by the time the street lights come on. I remember these rules and I remember how I couldn't wait for them to be gone so I can go as far as I wanted for how ever long I wanted. At some point we grow up and forget that the world is our playground. We stick closely to our suburban home, our quaint little job, and the girl we started dating and just never stopped. This is about making decisions not to settle down and be comfortable but to break out and make a life you want to remember and stories you want to tell.
"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail"
Ralph Waldo Emerson
That's it for now.
Sam
We are in the middle of our graduation into the world, literally and metaphorically. When we are born we are told the world is our playground. We spend hours and hours playing outside and building forts. All of this is done with a limit. Knowing you can't go out of the neighborhood, or past the house down the road, or you have to be home for dinner by the time the street lights come on. I remember these rules and I remember how I couldn't wait for them to be gone so I can go as far as I wanted for how ever long I wanted. At some point we grow up and forget that the world is our playground. We stick closely to our suburban home, our quaint little job, and the girl we started dating and just never stopped. This is about making decisions not to settle down and be comfortable but to break out and make a life you want to remember and stories you want to tell.
"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail"
Ralph Waldo Emerson
That's it for now.
Sam
