Can’t resist going back to our holiday photos. I know it was a while ago but because i have been so slack at blogging lately there are still loads of cool things we got up to on our jolly that i have yet to post to the blog. So here we go again.
The title of this post is a bit misleading i suppose. I don’t actually mean it. Im referring to my OH who, when we were rock pooling and kite flying discovered some other things to get up to. Which, to be honest, is not a surprise at all. Not long after I met my husband I got a phone call telling me that he had, had a fall from a climb on a sea cliff in Devon. He isnt just ‘having a go’ at climbing. He is a climber and it, sometimes properly freaks me out as the height that they go is scary and also the small bits of ‘gear’ that is preventing them from plummeting to the ground gives me a coronary.
But one thing i do know and can be assured of is that if there is a bit of craggy old rock on a walk or somewhere near where we are…this will happen…
and I wonder why i am tearing my hair out with these bunch of lunatic, adrenaline junky kids i have on my hands? hmmmm. 😉
Certainly our youngest has got a fair size smack of her Daddy’s climbing gene. She has done it since she could walk. I was looking through some images the other day and i came across this one, which is her climbing a stool that is UNDER a bench!
One thing that does happen when my OH goes on a bit of a climb is that the whole bunch of kids are compelled to follow him and then I have on my hands a bunch of over enthusiastic mountain goats climbing any which way to get up to the top of the rock. It can get pretty scary! Even the littlest is given a bit of encouragement to have a go! 😉  excuse the nudity in this shot! 🙂
After a bit of climbing and a lot of grey hair grown by me. We all scrambled to the top of the rock and then there was some time for admiring the view, the odd shoulder carry and watching the kites again. One of our favourite things to do we found.