I went ice climbing. You see, Ouray is the ice climbing capital in the U.S. And my heroine is an ice climber. So, naturally, I had to put myself in her crampons.
The weather here has felt more like May than March, and their ice is rapidly melting, so I was blessed to get the opportunity to climb.
So what was it like? Hard. You have to get the footwork and pick action working together. I had a hard time with my feet. Getting the spikes of the crampons dug into the ice at the correct angle.
There is a harness and rope attached to me, so I wasn't worried about falling. To get back down, I simply repelled.
My guide, Danika, ice climbs all over the world and was a wealth of info.
So once again, writing has pushed me beyond what I thought I was able to do. But now I can truly know how it feels to be in my heroine's shoes.
How far will you go for the sake of research?
Happy Tuesday, y'all.