New Direction
So it appears my feet are going in a slightly different direction to what I anticipated. Along with my mind. Advertisements
Category Archives: Adventures
Admiration
There are many things in life that I admire: A pair of pretty shoes (obviously). Muscles in a climbers arms and back. Sunsets and pretty flowers. Peoples ability to help others, no questions asked. Tom Hardy. People who chase their dreams. Jason Statham. Mmmmm……Tom Hardy and Jason Statham……… sorry getting side-tracked. Let’s go back to […]
From Exercise to Exorcism – a tale of escape
The room was creepy, lit only by a small bulb. The window’s natural light blocked by strange orange material. Casting an eerie glow across the faces of the many dolls staring out from the crowded cabinet. Evil eyes stare back at you from the various pictures scattered across the walls. Decapitated dolls lay lifeless……
Fontainebleau
The prospect of a forest full of boulders to climb would be a climbers dream. However, for the 3FY, it was actually quite daunting. I’m not going to pretend I’m the bees knees at climbing, I’m not. But I can probably do more than a complete newbie. At least I hope considering I have been […]
Confusing Mind
In the post Going on an Adventure there were talks of an upcoming adventure. Hopes of making new friends, learning new skills and techniques and finding out stuff about oneself. There was an air of excitement for this little journey. Well, the adventure has come and gone, leaving a rather confused Three Footed Yogi.
Going on an Adventure
Soon the Three Footed Yogi will be going on an adventure.
Absolutely Cragging
Regardless of dogging the hell out of a climb, when the Three Footed Yogi did an awesome high foot rock over the other weekend, there was a huge sense of achievement. For some, getting from start to finish of most things is the only way it can be called successful.
From Climbing Widow to Climbing Wife- to hell with my beautiful fingernails!
Climbing entered my life four years ago but not as you think – I became a climbing widow.
Too cold for climbing so let’s fly a drone!
A quick drive and short march to an old disused quarry, now commonly known for dog walking and a spot of climbing. But this little Michelin (Wo)man isn’t doing either. Donned in a Dappy style beanie and puffy down filled corset (ok so I put on a few pounds over Christmas and my jacket is […]
