You see growing up, I dabbled a bit into rock
climbing which required a pretty good understanding of knots, rope systems,
hardware and so forth. Having minimal terrain to practice our craft, and
minimal brains to properly think things through, boys with rappelling gear
climbing rope and the cover of night, make for a bad combination.
Not to go into the details, (like I said, Mom and
Dad are still the boss), but one such incident of narrowly missing a CN train
on a very high and very narrow bridge that would have rivalled the kids from
Stand By Me, and another involving mass panic and tear down after remembering
mom was due to travel that very bridge coming off of night shift, should have
all put a love of ropes in the past.
Truth is, I do like fiddling with ropes! And
the rope dart is one of those really cool weapons that I am finding extremely
challenging, extremely unpredictable, and well, just down right enjoyable.
Progress is REALLY slow, and while sometimes I doubt my decision when I
see the progress of the team around me (most of the time after taking a bean
bag off the coconut) I am enjoying learning it, and believe I made the right decision.
I hope things eventually come together and all doubt is erased as things
progress through the year.
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