So I’m an ice climber now.
Last weekend I did the High Falls on the Baptism River in Tettegouche. Almost 10 stories tall – the highest f-ing waterfall in the state of Minnesota. Do it again too but it’s been a real f-ed up season.
Love this sh** though.
Relieves the stress and all the other bull sh**. Puts me on the edge.
I’m not one of those commercial guys.
Bought an orange crash helmet myself. About 500 feet of good rope. Some goggles, a waterproof black jacket, crampons sharp enough to slice Firestones and two ice axes that make my f-ing arms look like crab claws.
A few hundred dollars worth of sh**.
What elses an old welder gonna to do with his dough?
Climbing the High Falls, or any other F-ing icebergs a total rush. Speeds you up & slows you down. Like a pack a Camels. It’s good for me – both mental & physical. You know I teach vets with PTSD how to do this sh**. It’s gotta be rush for them too. I dunno. Didn’t do any shooting like them, but did some shooting up. Paid a price for it too. Health scares. Lost my f-ing teeth. Hairs mostly gone. Chemo for…well I don’t want to get into that sh**. I’m clean now. No drugs. No alcohol. A little pot now & then.
Is it dangerous?
I was up there once and a chunk gave way, threw me into the falls. Water comin’ down on me, couldn’t get out of it for five F-ed up minutes. No one around. Finally got an axe on something & got the F out it. Some bad sh**.
But I gotta keep doin’ it.
Keeps me goin’
Alright. Gonna swing the rope over closer to the falls. You’ll get better pictures that way.
See ya at the top.