The only thing that scares me about climbing a tree nowadays is when I do it within sight of one of the homemade death traps I climbed as a kid. We all climbed stuff back in the day that none of us would set foot in today, but we didn’t know any better back then. And we did it without safety belts. Not to mention the old baker stands or knockoffs that we made in the welding shop. Staying sharp is the key to mental toughness and once you stop climbing it quickly becomes impossible. Just be safe, use a safety belt and lifeline if you want to, but remember once you stop doing something out of fear that chapter of your life is closed forever. Hell, you drive to your hunting land meeting cars at 55 MPH passing a few feet from yours head on and then you worry about climbing a tree. Like my Grandpaw told me, you can choke to death on a Dorito, go live your life.

Last edited by General; 02/13/21 09:22 PM.

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