I can see both sides of it, in my advanced age and hard acquired wisdom

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While I was a working climber I was completely with Reg's position...but once retired, I can see the obvious parallels with rock climbing, or caving, or several other very physically demanding sports that people go to extremes to enjoy every effing day.
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I used to think that way, too.
Then one of my former apprentices got a permission to climb one of the biggest trees in the country and we made a trip out of it.
We had such a good time futzing around in that tree, really.
Just the boys out for some fun.
So we got into it more, quickly ran out of trees to climb, having done the tallest in Scandinavia and all the biggies in Denmark, and had to look elsewhere.
That led to our 3 trips to California to climb some of the slightly bigger stuff.
I wouldn't have missed out on those Redwoods and especially the Sequoias for anything.
Next weekend we have our annuall gettogether with about 10 like minded others for a day of rec climbing and tecnique exchanges.
The woman in the group asked the owner of
Tranekær castle if we could play in the old trees in the park and somehow got permission.
Afterwards we'll camp out, dine well and drink ourself silly. I traded some milling for the hind leg of a Fallow deer, that'll go on the grill.
Life as a "fuggen" rec-climber isn't so bad, really
