Surfing the Line

Maybe a better description would be “balancing the line” or something similar. I want to convey the feeling of dynamic movement, of back and forth, zig-zagging, carving back sharply then more smoothly. Adjusting course. But rather than dropping down one side of the wave as in surfing I want to describe riding the sharp crestContinue reading “Surfing the Line”

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My preconceptions were the wall. I had done this before. I had felt the holds. I remember the awkward move even from years ago. I knew I wanted to do it. To do the tick. I knew the consequences of pushing on and backing off. Backing off meant quite a lot when it was meaningContinue reading “Add a title of your choosing”

A tale of two braais

Two weekends in a row now I have braaied for dinner. That is pretty unusual for us. When I get the opportunity I do love it but it does not present itself that often. The contrast of the two last weekends made me think. The first we were camping in Porterville at 22 Waterfalls. IContinue reading “A tale of two braais”

“Perhaps you are brave” he said

This struck me and pushed my button. I have never considered myself brave. Not when I climbed The Nose on El Capitan or did the first ascent on a wall on Yellowwood. I did not feel brave when I was far above my gear and further from safety. I did not feel brave when IContinue reading ““Perhaps you are brave” he said”