Climbing is a difficult thing to explain to someone who doesn’t climb. They see it as an attempt to get to the top of some arbitrary route, and can’t understand why you would want to. But it’s so much more than just the route.
For me, climbing is freedom. It starts with open skies and fresh air, gentle breezes and warm sun, sitting around fires chatting with friends that feel like family. Then there’s the physical movement, like a dance that needs to be executed with perfection, the concentration and mental hurdles that must be overcome to achieve absolute commitment. And finally there is satisfaction, a tired body and a clear mind ... complete ontentment.
|Karen Varga, Factory 15 (7c+), Rocklands, South Africa|