Climbing... A Way Of Life

I was born to climb, its my passion , its my way of life.There is some thing about the rocks that draws me to them. Every time I see a cliff, a mountain side, a rock face.. something just clicks inside me.... its time to climb. The silence in the valley, the fresh air, the peacefullness...unending list of things ..small and big all calling out to me to come and climb.
Right from the first rock face that I ever climbed to this day, I have always felt a sense of rebirth after every climb, Its ..a feeling very difficult to put in words. A sense of achievement, but followed by the feeling what next? I am very lucky to have an understaning wife, with the same passion, and one who has always supported me in my dreams to climb. She has always been there to help me keep the spirit of climbing alive and burning inside me. May be this is why I am still climbing even at 48.
Its not that I climb with friends my age ( a very few who still climb) only, but do so with the gen x too, It does very much help you keep young
I climb........
becausse its there.....
(Mallory's answer to the press when asked about his upcoming Everest expedition)
My favorite one liners.
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