19/08/2014 by Carl Reynolds
Being Mrs Ape’s semi-intoxicated interpretation of not being a one trick pony. So, according to younger people various, myself and Mrs Ape are ‘middle aged thrill seekers’. We decided that for the passing of another year in our thrill-full lives that we’d add another – we began climbing. Petyr, our tutor, roped us up and had us climbing every bit of wall by the end of the hour. Mrs Ape, inspired by my shimmy up the first route, proved to be the abler of us both and began to conquer her fear of heights. And is determined to do more. Why do we either want or need this skill? The short answer is that it’ll help us get to more inaccessible beaches, and the long answer is tied up in a complexity of consciousness about ageing, aching and existentialist angst! I can highly recommend it. The climbing that is, not the angst.