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Birthday climbing party

About a month ago, we learned that we can rent the climbing gym for a per-person fee (with a minimum number of people). We agreed that it would be fun but that acquiring enough people would be challenging.

The Climbing Daddy’s birthday was last month and mine is in a few days. We decided to use that as an excuse to attempt a climbing party.

It did not disappoint.

First, having the gym to ourselves was phenomenal.

We hired a friend’s son to be the babysitter for the evening and had games for kids to play, so if parents wanted to come and their kid didn’t want to climb, there was somewhere for them to go and something for them to do.

I didn’t get to climb as much as I thought I might. We had the place for three hours, and I definitely didn’t do even as much climbing as I do when we’re there on a normal day for an hour or so.

Regardless of that, it exceeded expectations.

We were surrounded by friends. And climbing. What could be better?

Several people who hadn’t planned to climb decided to try it (and enjoyed it!), both adults and kids. It was fun to watch people who were wary of climbing all the way up try it, make it—and celebrate with them when they came back down.

I tried to climb up a large overhang and failed twice, but it was fun to try. (It didn’t help that it’s been a couple of weeks since I’ve climbed.)

Several of us agreed: we need to do it again. And I suspect we will.