It was a scanty beginning… Summer camp, North Carolina, 2005. I’m standing on Looking Glass Rock in the middle of a multi-pitch, wearing these weird and effing TIGHT rubber shoes. I gaze out, far above the tree tops, I am so high up. I’ve climbed this chunk of rock and I really have no idea how I got here or what the hell I’m doing. All the serotonin has hit my brain and I’m overwhelmed. I burst into tears. An indifferent reintroduction… Brisbane, Urban Climb West End, 2013 I bought a 10 pass deal that let me climb indoors a bit, then get some free weeks off a membership. It…