Ever since I started my flight mania and the major climbs that went with it…I have neglected the joys of the minor climb. Last year, one month sees me twice or three times in the outdoors. Nowadays, I only have one major climb per month, with a major major expense.
Yesterday I went on a minor climb with several former climb buddies, and I rediscovered the simple happiness of the cheap, inexpensive climb. And I was contented and just plainly enjoying every single moment, something that haven’t felt for the longest time during a climb.
Today I am resolved to go back to my old climbing life wherein I climb AT LEAST twice a month, may it be minor+minor or minor+major.
Happy hormones needn’t be expensive.