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by kiminhalifax
Moncton, New Brunswick
October 27, 2001
The bus then takes us to the Climb area – we are set free to climb it or to take a guided tour of the base. We have said we would climb it, but after 200 feet or so, I give up – it’s too steep for my liking. It seems as if I have given up at a point called Chicken Rock – a usual stopping point for those not so foolish. However, Andrew continues with my blessing and disappears from sight in a few minutes – it’s a long way up there.
I decide to sit at Chicken Rock for a while to take in the sights. While I am sitting, I see a person slip, fall, roll and take out another person with them. When they stop rolling, no one moves, an ambulance comes, takes away the injured climbers and the Climb is closed while it is washed down from the mess the climbers left. This is when I drag my ass down the rock, shaking all the way. Andrew’s climb takes over 2 hours – by the time I can see him through my binoculars, I am a totally irrational, sure that he has died on the top and they can’t get him down.
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