(Back to the summer)
I’ve been attending this camp that I work at since I was 13. First as a camper, and now on staff.
Seeing as this camp is located in rural Oregon, there many, huge, beautiful trees, of the sort that make this prairie-dwelling fellow’s head explode.
Amongst them, however, one stands out: The climbing tree. It’s roughly 70ft tall, with limbs like a ladder, and can be easily climbed by just about anyone. I have wanted to climb this tree since I first met it. However, heights kind of terrify me, so I have never been more than a few branches up.
Until this past year. Finally, after so many years fantasizing about it, I finally climbed it. My dear friend Emma encouraged me/led the way, and we spent half an hour or so amongst the tree tops. These photos of her are taken just a few feet from the top.
It was worth the wait.