Last night I was very excited. We were going climbing with an instructor, a rope, some harnesses, and all of that. I had only gone to the climbing gym or climbed on smallish rocks, so I was very excited to climb on real cliffs. As you can see, I love climbing.
This morning we met up with our instructor. We climbed by the ocean in Acadia National Park. We got into our gear and started off with a small scramble.
The climbs got progressively harder and ended with a cliff with tiny hand and foot holds. We rappelled down them and climbed back up. Tricky, but quite fun.
Rappelling down a cliff always went like this:
1. Clip into the rope. Think “Geez! I am really going to do this! It will be scary.”
2. Start going down cliff. Think “Eeek! This IS scary!”
3. Get going more. Grow huge grin.
The last two climbs were the most interesting because they were the most challenging. We rappelled down then climbed up, instead of climbing up then rappelling down. The last climb was just a straight cliff with 2” ledges every couple feet. I felt happy, challenged, and a bit frightened all at one time.
The instructor was nice, the climbing was fun and challenging, I felt safe at all times; I don’t know what would have been better. In other words, I enjoyed it very much!
***A note from Mommy***
Love is spending a day climbing perilous cliffs with your 8 year old…
Trust is letting her belay while you climb!