The International Church of slacklife
Apr 17, 2018

Accidentally wound up on a 220ft Highline in Montana


The first time I saw a highline, I had not honestly even heard of slacklining before. A childhood friend came to visit for the weekend, and invited me to join him and a few buddies at a local climbing area outside of Missoula, MT. When we arrived at the edge of a cliff, the guys pulled out hundreds of feet of webbing, tied it to a tree, and hucked it over the edge. As one slacker scrambled down the cliff to climb it up the side, another began setting up the rigging.


I helped everyone pull the line tight, and sat impatiently with my legs dangling over the edge. I could not even begin to comprehend what i was going to watch.


As soon as the first person stood up on the line and started walking, my jaw dropped. People do this in real life?! Then he fell, getting whipped over his leash. In that instant, I knew I was going to get out on that life, one way or another.


My buddy showed me how to tie into the leash, and a person held my hand on each so i could attempt my first steps on a line EVER before i tried my luck at sliding further out and standing.


I slid out, precariously attempted to position myself for a chongo start, pushed upward..... and took a whipper, catching the line with my face on the way down. I spent the rest of time on the line, that day, sliding around like a zipline, hanging upside down by my knees and feet, and learning how to climb back on the line after falling.


I bought my own 60ft setup the next day, and haven’t looked back🤘🏻



Apr 17, 2018

Hell yeah!! What a rad way to learn. Straight to steps on your first highline when you had never even seen it before!? BADASS. I think I cried of terror on my first one? hahah

Apr 18, 2018

I climbed the Lost Arrow Spire years ago while I think Pierre or someone had a line up and they slide the leash over to me and I've never tried it before and my brain was exploding just considering it. Lets just say I didn't try but it motivated me to get better at home for the next chance that came along.

Apr 18, 2018

I, too, prefer action over thought.

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  • I remember vividly the very first time I walked on a slackline in my back yard 5 years ago. It was the beginning of the most wonderfully fulfilling activity I have ever taken part in. Every step was a fight at first. I was pretty terrible for a long time until eventually the hours of practice finally started coming together after I bought a 100m 1 inch aero line. Before long I had outgrown it and now have progressed to a 240m Mantra mk4 line. The longer it gets I thought, the more intense it would feel and the more time I could get in the flow state. And it was more intense. Then when I began highlining the feeling of sending and floating only became more surreal than in the parks and meadows. There is really nothing more meaningful in the world to me beside my girlfriend than slacklining. There is something about being suspended above ground in such a delicate balance between floating and whipping harshly that gets me so gripped in an oddly subtle way. It's almost as if the heavens have been extended down to you, and there is nothing better in the entire world than that exact moment. The flow is when I feel the most alive. The most focused, in an intrinsic meditative sort of dance with the forces that be. It wakes me up inside. I feel my spirit being entertained and nourished. Like a little kid who plays his heart out, I am filled with joy after walking a line of any length, height, or tension. There are no words to make someone feel this way through explanation. You have to experience the flow to know what it means to be enlightened by the passion that exists within you. I believe that when you cultivate a moment where you send a 100m line after spending so many hours practicing, the satisfaction of that accomplishment is what really makes me so excited about slacklining. There's nothing like the reward of learning a new trick, setting a new PR or just getting out and letting yourself relax and get to know a new type of line length and tension. Getting in the flow is something I noticed is present during any of these progressive moments. Just being totally in the present, 110% focus/effort and not letting your preconceived limitations of mind or body or spirit, as Kim Weglin would say, get the upper hand on you. The flow is the way to break boundaries and kick some motherfucking ass. It is also the way I enlighten myself and feel zen. The flow gives me strength, clarity, peace, and happiness. As well as a myriad of other emotions. While some Buddhist monk out there spends eternity attempting to reach nirvana. I feel like jumping on a slackline may just be just as sublime of an experience. PS I would like to give a shout out to Kim for putting International Church of Slacklife into fruition. Thank you so much for this, it is so huge to have a way to share and see others share their testimonies on slacking. You're super rad and a great leader of the community of slackers we have!