Sunday, February 10, 2019

Ice Climbing

 


On one of my first dates with John, we went mountain biking on a cold day.  At the end of the ride, my feet were frozen.  As I suffered in the car with what we came to call the "screaming barfies", he said, "you probably shouldn't try to ice climb". And for more than a decade, I heeded that advice.  But then the kids got older and I got myself a pair of heated socks.  So when the kids asked when they could go ice climbing and the conditions were perfect, I jumped at the opportunity. 




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