Rock Climbing

Love it, love it, love it! Mark and I started rock climbing in March of this year. It all started when Mark went on a rock climb with his friend, Kenny, out in rock canyon. He came home and announced that this should be our new hobby and we should buy all of the gear immediately. Mark is somewhat of an impulse buyer... So we looked up a lot of stuff about it because I am not an impulse buyer. We visited the Quarry, looked for sales on the internet, and finally collected all our gear. For the next three or so months we climbed at the Quarry, an indoor rock climbing facility in Provo, about 2 to 3 times a week.

We were loving it, but we wanted something new, something more thrilling, so we went outside. Rock canyon is full of rock climbing routes and conveniently located about 5 minutes from our house. We go there about once a week of so. Mark's favorite spot is the Red Slab. It's a short hike there, but it is blazing hot in the sun.

Well the other day, we went with Mark's friend, Billy, and climbed the Red Slab like always, but THEN we hiked up a little more and climbed up another route.  It was 110 feet!! Oh my goodness, you're already 150 feet high from were you originally started, so you are sooo high once you get to the top. It's beautiful! It is one of the best feelings to climb a challenging wall to the top and look out over Provo. You almost feel like your flying. 

Mark lead climbed this route, so he probably had the most adrenaline running though his veins. The bolts were pretty far apart, so he would have taken quite a fall. However, Mark never goes past his capacity, or so he tells me, so he never fell on the route. He's amazing...so attractive when his muscles bulge as he rock climbs. Although, I couldn't watch him do this rock climb. It scared me. Good thing Billy was there to belay. Anyways, I can't believe I did it! 

Well, we were able to repel down just as we started hearing thunder. As soon as we got to the ground and got our stuff pack, it started POURING! Like the little girl I am, I snatched the keys and ran to the car. Mark and Billy decided they were too manly to run, so they stayed behind carrying the backpacks. It was one of our best rock climbing adventures. I absolutely love it!