My previous climbing experience is limited to a handful or two visits to the climbing gym. This tour suitable for beginners on the needle pointed me at times comes as called the "real" climbing a try. It starts early in the morning in Graz. Here the weather is still cloudy and hazy, but the top of the needle tip is still lying in the sun. So we hope at least as we get into the cars starting up and loss.
Forty-five minutes later, at the parking lot of the Bärenschützklamm, the weather is not so different from day of departure: cloudy, overcast, cold, really cold. Until we are above the needle tip, it will hopefully be warmer. exchange names, equipment and distribute it to start. A quite large group we have become, twelve people. While climbing in the forest and is getting warmer but still radiates before we can really work up a sweat from between the trees of the needle tip and we stand in front of our goal. The clouds are still there. The cold also.
I make the conclusion of my group and can watch as Angie, to me, stops in front of the spreading step and obviously unsubscribe some internal struggles. If it is really that bad? Then it is over it.
I quickly find new items, but then put back into climbing and the first meters. I am even before body of psychoanalysis. Well hold on, breathe deeply, look hinsteigen where I can and then over it. So at least the plan. Maybe I'm waiting but still a little something and see if I can find to hinsteigen better place? Or maybe I can still down to me to think otherwise? No, I take my courage and over will increase. Now! No matter! But now real! Why am I still there?
over again! Take a deep breath, think carefully about where I go over there mature and will rise and it's done. At least half. Legs wide I'm above the abyss and can not at least return. So on! Pulling up the second leg to catch up and I hang on the wall. Over there I think for at least time, here I will go out quickly the force. Somehow my fingers then to stick to more cracks and protrusions, his feet dangling must not free and I fight my way up. The best-dressed quite tight security line gives me emotional support. Nothing can happen. But why then my limbs tremble like that? It must probably be due to the effort ...
The further I get up the better it is. The first stand suspended and already put fears and tensions. It was much worse than I had imagined but actually quite harmless. Nevertheless, I switch to the simpler group. Now I just want to the summit without Extramutproben. That is made quickly and above, we can make ourselves comfortable and enjoy the first-time snack. It is still cold and the sun continues to play hide, but up there we do not mind. Timon has brought hot tea, food is enough there, and so
it's almost cozy.
byes in the car. In all the excitement about the tournament experience and the desire to climb out again soon.
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