ICE!

The job offer came as expected. And once I could visualize myself there, it stopped seeming so scary. I got the paperwork the other day and that really made it real. I'm going to be posted in Baxter State Park for the summer, or rather half the summer and half the fall. At Abol Bridge, basically handling thru-hikers and sections hikers as they enter BSP and navigate the rules and camping registration that our gem "forever wild" demands.

On another note, the rock climbing I've been doing at the gym has just started to pay off in several ways. It's providing great focus and diversion in a time of heartache for me, a time when I'm not sure who I will adventure with in the future. That part isn't so certain. But when I'm on the wall and most recently ICE, there isn't another thought in my brain. Climbing ice scares the shit out of me, but I have found a place there; a home. It's addicting is all I can figure out, the adrenaline, the absolute feeling that you must keep going up, thunk, clink, pft pft with the feet. I never thought it was something I would or could do and look, here I am!