Ice, Ice Baby

Tomorrow Adam and I are heading out for a weekend of ice climbing with a few friends of ours. I need this. I miss climbing. I miss my friends. It'll be good.

We did have another ice tripped planned that we've had on our schedule for over a year but the fact that I haven't climbed ice at all this year combined with all of the infertility treatments and the resulting squishiness of my body, I thought it best to start off small and a little closer to home.

If you climb ice long enough and often enough, it’s inevitable that you will, at some point, be out on a day where the ice is bulletproof, tools bounce off the ice like you’ve hit a rock, and dinner plates are a fact of life. The sounds in those conditions are unmistakeable, ice fragments sound like broken wine glasses and fine china falling down, and tools and crampons squeak like nails on a chalk board. Fortunately, it appears that this will not be the case for this weekend and I'm thrilled about that! 

Great weather, great ice, great food and great friends. It'll be just what I need. What are your plans for the weekend? What do you do for fun?

Climbing Guardian Angel at Diamond Lake, ON

On the last pitch of Guardian Angel at Diamond Lake, ON



Comments

  1. You are crazy- I'm planning a much more sedate weekend of food and football! Good for you for going out and being active, but that just looks SCARY!!!!

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  2. Hope this weekend puts a little of that zip back into your step Janet! I keep reading your blog but can never remember my sign on! :-) Huggles to you girlfriend!

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