tree climbing. something many of us did as children. i still remember that tree in my backyard that i'd spend hours in. i'm surprised my parents didn't cut it down or have me see a shrink. it was a great tree. right near the fence dividing our yard from our neighbors. not only did i get to spy on them but there's a army nike site right behind my house so i got to see army people come and go. most of the time it was just vacant.
today i got to see people who still love that childhood feeling of being up in a tree. all alone with your thoughts, among the birds, it's a nice place to be. the national tree climbing completion was today at the park. but their tree climbing isn't as relaxed as i remember mine being, they have to throw ropes up into the tree, the rope that would keep them alive. then as they climb up they have to hit these little cow bells (i need MORE COW BELL...yes yes). they are timed the whole time. twenty-five minutes to get the rope into the tree, hit as many cow bells as possible, get down, and get all their ropes out of the tree. it's pretty high pressure compared to our childhood past time.