My sensei once said that it is one thing to be a monk and train every day of your life in a monastery but to be a warrior in a modern-day setting was another story entirely.
Lately those words have been ringing in my head as I struggle with being trapped in an urban environment week after week. Gone are the days when I could pick up and road trip for a month at a time. As long as I could scrape money for camping fees together I would find a way. Some years I spent more time in a tent than I did under a roof. I could climb on rock at least 4 days a week and progress was quick. The days were golden.
Now it’s time in form of leave that I need to scrape together. Climbing projects are left for weekends only and progress is slow. I long for the lifestyle of my European counterparts, traveling to the many crags I dream of, climbing the grades I aspire to. I have to find a way to bring the monastery to the city. I have to get out and explore more. And I have to keep pushing for those goals. There is always a way.
In the meantime mini road trips and adventures will have to keep me going. The photo shoot at Howick Falls is a prime example. I’m lank excited to have an excuse to return there. Especially while the falls are raging. It’s gonna be a great day out.
Girl with a drill 