Finding Fu

You think that the path of your life has revealed itself. Everything seems so clear. Sure, the road weaves to the left and right just a bit but you figure nothing major is hiding in those dark shadows. It's not until you turn the next bend that you discover that the road truly swerves and the path beyond that curve is unseen. This is my journey to see what is around that next bend. To find out, I'm hitting the road...

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Name:JenFu Cheng
Location:New Jersey, United States

Rock climber and aspiring photographer...practices medicine as a hobby. Mastered the art of living expensively but working for free (looking for the secret of reversing this trend).

Friday, July 22, 2005

July-22-2005

Word of the Day
Intimidazione: 1: Intimidation 2: How JenFu fells when confronted with a street archway only centimeters wider than his rental car.

It was nice to see Risa today. I have to admire the length of travel that she endured to reach Rovereto from Switzerland. Her enthusiasm to climb here on the wonderful cliffs of Arco (as well as the impressive boulder cave here at the guesthouse) was contagious.



Unfortunately, the skies decided to open up with rain and hail just as I finished putting up the first climb (Raper 5b) at Massones.

All of today’s events went so much smoother because of the helpfulness of Gilda, our host here at the guesthouse. She was lovely and generous with her time. Gilda managed to provided us with a critical map of the area as well as important information on how Risa could travel to join us. But, it was her offer of her personal guidebook to allow us to find the climbs in the area that floored me. For many climbers (including myself), the guidebook is a cherished item, often times holding logs and memories of past climbing experiences. I’ve tried to protect it as if they contained a lifetime of my own memories. This was no easy task when the rain and hail began to fall.

I have hope that tomorrow will offer a day of climbing. The thunder is still clapping right now, perhaps celebrating its own ability to challenge our climbing goals.

Oh yeah, Corinne really likes green apple liquor. And, if random thoughts are in order, I am very scared of one way, narrow Italian streets where the archways through town are no more than a few centimeters wider than the standard compact rental car. And, of course, there is always a tractor or another car coming down in the opposite direction.

The beautiful that one has to drive through these streets (and sometimes a vineyard) to get to just about every crag around Arco. I’m not complaining.

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