It was absolutely beautiful! The land made me really want Fall to hit Columbia in a major way! Despite freezing toes and tents, I wanted that weather back home when I got there.
Now I'm not an avid climber and so I was a bit nervous on the way up to good ole Kentucky, but quickly realized that didn't matter. I just need to be outside doing something, anything, trying something, falling of a rock face...anything as long as I am not cooped up inside for very long. I loved being around women who loved the same thing, driving out of our way to grab some beer at a sketchy (yet awesome) store, contemplating with Amy what our pizza at Miguel's that night would be, and going to bed absolutely pooped because I had done something that day. It's a great feeling. And there is just something about being around a group of women who are just there to have fun and there is no pressure to be something you're not. It's a beautiful feeling. The encouraging words like "Hey you're ass looks great up there" and "You just Sharmad that bitch" that make you want to go farther than you thought you could or actually try something you wouldn't have even considered, i.e. attempting to lead my first route. Wouldn't have traded it for anything. And Ed, who could forget about Ed? I certainly won't. Sitting with people and just enjoying them and who they are with no judgment or expectations, that's where the beauty is.
Needless to say I had an amazing time. I don't have pictures yet from the trip, but I'll leave you with some I "borrowed" from Steph.
