Hello, and welcome to the latest in my series of blogs. For back reading, feel free to read Tony Rides and Tony Walks, about my cross-country motorcycle trip and round-the-world backpacking trip, respectively. I started this blog to document and journalize some of my activities around New England. As per the title of the blog, I am pretty new to a lot of these endeavors. I am not a guide and am not writing this as instructional material. Many of these activities are inherently dangerous and participation in any of them is at your own risk. Last bit of administration: if any "accomplished" climbers, mountaineers, hikers, skiiers, etc. have an urge to post comments or send me e-mails telling me how stupid I am being, please keep them to yourselves. If you have constructive advice to give, however, then I would love to hear it.
My introduction to mountaineering came in high school when I participated in a three-week course at the Pacific Crest Outward Bound School in th John Muir Wilderness in the Sierra Nevada mountains of California. I was a voluntary participant, not one of their court-ordered projects. I really treasured that experience, but life and other interests kept me out of the mountains for the next ten years, except for some day-hikes, car-camping, and the likes. My interest was rekindled when my friend Jerod and I passed through Turkey and decided that a 300-mile trek called the Lycian Way would be a worthy endeavor. It was, as were a few nights of hiking in Wadi Rum in Jordan, and some overnights in Israel. These paved the way for us signing up for two weeks of expedition style high altitude mountaineering in Bolivia, which is were I had my first taste for ice climbing. These adventures are discussed in more detail in my blog Tony Walks.
My introduction to mountaineering came in high school when I participated in a three-week course at the Pacific Crest Outward Bound School in th John Muir Wilderness in the Sierra Nevada mountains of California. I was a voluntary participant, not one of their court-ordered projects. I really treasured that experience, but life and other interests kept me out of the mountains for the next ten years, except for some day-hikes, car-camping, and the likes. My interest was rekindled when my friend Jerod and I passed through Turkey and decided that a 300-mile trek called the Lycian Way would be a worthy endeavor. It was, as were a few nights of hiking in Wadi Rum in Jordan, and some overnights in Israel. These paved the way for us signing up for two weeks of expedition style high altitude mountaineering in Bolivia, which is were I had my first taste for ice climbing. These adventures are discussed in more detail in my blog Tony Walks.
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