“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?