A second trip the Red had sprung up, and five days later I’m back. A whole bunch of laughs and silliness went on, but so did a ton of climbing. We left a mark on this place, and came back with some great memories.
My photography work, and adventurous lifestyle lead outsiders to believe that I live an amazing life. I kind of do and I'm greatly appreciative for a lot of the things I've been able to do, and places I've been able to see. But there is another side of me that I've been keeping away from the public's eye. Really only family and close friends have been made aware that I've been struggling with a chronic digestive disease for the past four years.
The fall is perhaps my favourite season of all. The trees make their final effort to absorb all the nutrients they can in preparation of the cold winter season to come. Doing so creates a beautiful array of hues in golds and auburns for us to enjoy. The fall is the magic season for us nature photographers living in temperate climates. Flocking to the short lived spectrum that nature bestowed on us, like the birds preparing for their southern migration.
However it's not just this colourful sight that has me going nuts. It's a wonderful experience which stimulates all of the senses. The sound of the dried leaves crunching beneath my feet is satisfying. Concurrently the smell of the same leaves decomposing is a refreshing scent, masking the oh so common odours of pollution that us city dwelling individuals are too familiar with.
Meanwhile the taste of the seasonal delights such as apple pie, and cider leave my mouth watering. I have been known to be a glutton during this time of year, consuming entire pies in a single sitting. Perhaps a primitive instinct of building fat stores to help me survive the winter months ahead.
The arrival of the cooler temperatures also indicates the final push for us rock climbers to finish up all our projects of the year. The lower humidity, and improved friction is perfect timing to showcase the new found strengths forged during the spring and summer. Giving it our all before slumping back into the confines of the climbing gyms, or transitioning to the ice climbing season.
And so with the colour spectacle coming to an end. The joyous frolicking will cease for some, but rest assured this hearty Canadian boy will be out in full force attempting to capture the beautiful variety that Mother Earth has to show us.
Come back soon for more updates.
It was a Thursday like any other. I went for a bike ride, arrived back home had some food and back on my computer to do some work. Then I received a text message inviting me to come climbing at Lion's head for the weekend. It didn't take much to convince me to tag along.
As we arrived on Saturday morning, we quickly gathered our things and went straight to the approach trail in search of some classic climbs. We were not disappointed. However the first climb of the trip reminded us that rock climbing can sometimes be unpredictable. As the first leader of our group made his way up a large hand hold ripped off the wall causing him to take a fall. Not much harm was done other than a bit of rope burn on the legs, and all was well again. Other than this we had no other issues the rest of the trip. And so we continued on.
I have not been this inspired to take photos in a long time. And I think the shots I took did it some justice. The water is crystal clear and has a turquoise tint from the minerals in the limestone making it seem almost tropical. If you are a hiker, paddler, climber, or nature lover I highly recommend this as a destination.
The following are a few photos I made during the trip. Enjoy!
The first time out is always exciting for me. I went to Niagara Glen, which is just outside of Niagara Falls on the river. The weather couldn't have been any better for this time of year it was 16º and sunny for the most part, so I couldn't have asked for a better day. After being stuck with cold or wet weather for months my body needs the fresh air, and primative movements that only rock climbing can give.
The beautiful thing about this time of year is serenity it brings. Being only a few other people in the entire forest gives the freedom to do almost anything you please. You can yell or run around like a crazy person, and there is no one around to make you feel uncomfortable. The only downside to doing stuff like this solo is if something does happen you're pretty much screwed.
Here are a few pictures from the day.
Finishing a boulder problem.
On the prowl for more problems to climb.