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PostPosted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 3:39 pm
by Hotoven
Sweet photo Gator. Looks like the Ocean is in the sky!

PostPosted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 3:36 pm
by Gator
I thought it looked like the hand of God coming down to "touch" someone.

PostPosted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:02 pm
by CClaude
Science teacher in 6th grade got me out climbing at Taylors Falls, Minnesota. Dad used to take me on multi-day ski tours in Canada when it was way below zero (deg F). Parents thought it was cute And I've been hooked since.

Parents don't think where I climb is so cute anymore......

1964

PostPosted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:01 pm
by jcsesica
Family vacation to Lassen Nat'l Park. I looked up at the peak and asked my Dad, "Can you climb it?" He said that there was a trail to the top and that "someday" we'd hike it. Fast forward to 1986, when my 1st born was 5 and I told myself that she and I would do what my Dad never got around to doing. (Great Dad, just always planning, rarely doing! LOL)

She and I took 4 and a half hours to do that little hike. She wasn't hooked but I was. Climbed Shasta the next year and have just kept going.

Thanks for the inspiration Dad. 8)

Ps, All of my kids have done the hike. Now I am starting on the grandkids.

PostPosted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:13 pm
by yatsek
emmieuk wrote:This hobby is way expensive tho...but saves me buying more shoes!! ;)


Expensive? Now it's you who must be joking - you can climb barefoot.

PostPosted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 1:16 pm
by PAROFES
Not long ago....It was in jan 2007.
i got this crazy road block in Cochabamba, Bolivia. I had to walk from 2300m to 4500m in two days...so i was in love for the mountains from that day on.
Less then 4 years ago!

PostPosted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:22 pm
by Arthur Digbee
sjarelkwint wrote:My first mountain ever ...


That isn't the Belgium I know!

PostPosted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:57 pm
by emmieuk
has nice chocolate though so its OK :)

Now I am thinking of chocolate....is it that nice there as everyone says? I must try some!

PostPosted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 3:19 pm
by emmieuk
mmmmmmmmm now i really am thinking of chocolate :)

PostPosted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 3:31 pm
by emmieuk
i could eat that whole fountain........i want to be like the fat austrian kid on willy wonka who swims in the chocolate river...yum!!

PostPosted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 3:37 pm
by emmieuk
thats me!!! mmmmmmmmmm imaging how easy climbing would be if there was a chocolate river at the top........mmmmm :)

ok now i really need chocolate!

PostPosted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 8:55 am
by Wild
The first mountain I have ever hiked was a nice hill situated near the Ontario-Quebec border when I was about nine years old. It is called Mont Chaudron, or Mount Cheminis.

http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&source=imghp&biw=1024&bih=677&q=mont+chaudron&gbv=2&aq=f&aqi=&aql=&oq=&gs_rfai=
(There's a nice picture of it covered with snow if you scroll down a bit)

About ten years later, my friends and I hiked, scrambled, and bouldered up a small local peak in Southern California. Since then, I have been seriously hooked. I did my first winter climb on San Jacinto Peak and my first desert peak was Sunset Mountain in Anza-Borrego. I have now been climbing all over Southern California and really enjoying it!

PostPosted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 1:21 pm
by Charles
A teacher got me interested although I only went caving with him. My first climb was probably in Ogwen, I´ve forgotten which one, in 1972. Totaly green, unprepared, couldn´t tie proper knots etc.

PostPosted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 1:45 pm
by kamil
Chocolate is my fuel in the mountains, without it i'm dead :) Tastes best at the summit.

I started with hiking with my parents since I was 8, in Beskidy, then Tatry. Always been a natural born climbing kid, climbed trees, fences, monuments, so rocks naturally came next.

Re: How did you start? Your first climbs??

PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 12:44 pm
by MountainMan38
I grew up in the small mountain community of Wrightwood, Ca. My family relocated to the East Coast when I was very young but, I always kept the memories of the mountains with me. Now, over thirty years later driving as a long haul truck driver, I get to see some very beautiful mountains around the country. I always wondered and dreamed what it would be like to climb to the top of one of those beautiful mountains. At 39 years old, I finally get to live that dream I've had since I was a young kid.