Sunrise Guy
Addicted to ArboristSite
I'm honestly curious as to why and/or how you got into climbing in the first place. I put forth, in another thread, that I might have gotten into climbing because of my desire to conquer a subconscious fear I had of being up high in trees courtesy of an old lullaby my Mom used to sing to me when I was very small. I vividly remember the first time I got up in my first crotch (no smart comments here, guys). My heart was pounding, I felt dizzy and excited, kind of scared, yet amazed that the ropes and techniques I had practiced on the ground had gotten me to where I was, very smoothly. I looked down and thought, "Man, I'm really up there!" Truth is, this crotch was about ten feet off the ground! OK, I got better and better at climbing, cutting and rigging, and now if a day goes by and I'm not up in a tree on a job, I climb my own trees on my own property, where string lines are permanently set so I can pull my ropes up in a few seconds. Being up forty to sixty feet just feels right, just feels great. Sometimes I'll simply sway in the breeze while I'm hanging in my harness, other times I'll sit in a crotch and just watch the world go by. When I found I could make money climbing trees, I had found my profession.