Leave it all behind you, darling (by Abby Kroke)
Squint and you see someone climbing to a summit in the middle of a storm.
I am fully aware this is turning into my personal crap and mountain blog. I’m very ok with that :)
Today I cut down a tree to make a campfire,
the tree’s name was Orlagh she was young and obliging.
She was ok with it I guess, she was just happy just to exist to bring us together.
Summer playlists in cars with wound down windows are fun, trying to cook sausages (badly) at the top of a crag with friends is fun, trying to free solo climb a wall you thought looked easy but you end up getting your harness caught half way up because you’re a derp is not so fun, climbing at night with a head torch is fun, running off a mountain with said friends because you’ve just had an obscene amount of sugar/caffeine is fun, lying on a stone wall to watch the stars and the moon set behind a mountain ridge is fun.
This is a good summer. :)
Normal people: “Oh waow, cool photo!”
Climbers: “I really hope you’ve placed that protection well O__O”
