The Mad One and meeeee
Something weird was happening.
It wasn’t raining..
An after work run through Yileen seemed like just the thing for a Monday afternoon
Probably should have invited the others.
We were pulling into the carpark.
If you run you’ll catch us. Madie messages the group implying I’m slow or sumfink
We make our way in and nearly step on a Red Belly Black no-bop-noddle just as it canyons up.
And then we get to the end with it’s awesome views into the Grose and a 55m abseil to finish.
The anchor looked a little M. E. H. Meh. so we spend time to back it up and then Madie goes.
I jump on rope, work my way down the boulder and do a final check before going over the lip.
That’s my bag up there next to the anchor with the pull cord in it…
I go back up and grab my bag. Then instead of feeding the rope out of the bag on the way down like a normal person I decide to feed it all out now…
What happens next we shall never speak of again but some time slightly longer than it should have taken me I’m down.
“If happiness is the goal – and it should be, then adventures should be top priority.” – Richard Branson