
“I am done with ice climbing”, my son announced.

I wish he had waited for a couple more pitches to reveal his new policy, but the psyches of others are objective hazards.

I couldn’t get too upset about it.

He raised the usual objections: it’s uncomfortable, it’s hazardous, it’s not technically challenging.

He may change his mind someday.

Ice climbing is the nexus of technique and effort.

Besides, how else will you get to view such luscious sheep?