Real memories of adventure

Recovery is a funny thing.

So is memory.

One of the reasons I love photography is that snapshot of a moment. But the reason I love video (more?) is that it so easily captures that exact memory that would have otherwise been warped as layer upon layer of new experience comes at you.

This weekend we’re going to the Lake District

To do some trad climbing.

And I’ll be going to interview an amazing ex-mountaineer who is part of an upcoming project (see restlessclimbingminds.com for the beginnings of it!)

Our first Lake District trad adventure

I had a bit of a wobbly time doing a traverse, and coming down Pavey Arc, and I was limping a lot by the end of the day. But. It was beautiful, it was fun.

And our second

The second time. I just didn’t have a good time.

Well. I did. I just had a bad 30 minutes where I freaked out on a lead and cried half way up a (small) mountain, (or was it just a very big rocky hill?) because I just felt I was on the verge of falling and I just could not cope with the idea of getting injured again.

And for many reasons, I didn’t make a video of that weekend – despite having the footage tucked away on my harddrive.

And my lasting impression of it wasn’t the hilarious scrambling down, the walk in with the baby sheep, all of the nice bits. My lasting impression is the fact I got scared and cried.

So, I guess what I’m trying to say is that, for me, taking the time to make videos is important. Because it reminds you of all the little good bits, the fun, the beauty.

 

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