The International Church of slacklife
Apr 17, 2018

Praise to the SlackGods

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Edited: Apr 17, 2018

It took me a while to get in to slacklining. The first few times I tried it, I couldn't stand on the line without it wobbling uncontrollably and I just resigned to the idea that slacklining just wasn't for me. Half way through my first year at university (back in 2015), I was talked in to joining the slacklining society and I actually started trying to learn to walk on a slackline. After about 3 months of trying and failing, I eventually managed to send a 10m park line.

That was it, I was hooked.

I immediately bought my own line to practice on over the summer, and when I started my second year of uni I could just about walk the whole 25m line. That year I was in the park 2 or 3 times a week, rain or shine. I was mostly practicing on my 25m elephant line, and dabbling with a bit of tricklining. After 6 months I bought my first longline, and after a bit a practice getting used to 1inch webbing, I was feeling pretty comfortable on that line.

The next summer was when I discovered SAG. I found a spot over a bowl in a park that allowed me to rig a 70m line with about 4m of sag. I could barely walk a quarter of it. I was determined to get a send on this line, so the next year at uni I pretty much only rigged rodeos/hand tension lines, to get used to walking saggy lines. When I sent this line the next summer, I had pretty mixed emotions about the whole thing. On the one hand I had achieved my goal and sent this line, but on the other hand I had been expecting a challenge and this line no longer gave that to me. I needed to find somewhere to rig with more sag. I needed to start highlining.

During my final year at uni, when I wasn't out training on loose lines, I was reading every slackline article online, and watching every slackline YouTube video. I was determined to learn to highline, so made it my goal to read as much as I could and learn as much as I could while I waited for the opportunity to go highlining with someone more experienced (never rig your first highline on your own!) In 2017, at the UK's NorthWestSlackFest, I met some highliners who invited me to join them next time they went for a session.

When I started highlining. I had found a challenge again! I sent a 28m midline on my second attempt, and I fell in love with slacklining all over again. I started midlining every week, and taking any opportunity to go highlining. I picked up the rigging side of things fairly quickly (no doubt due to the fact I had read every slackline rigging article I could find about 100 times!) and soon began passing this knowledge on to others.

10 months on from that, I'm still mid/highlining every week with no plans of stopping.

I love that feeling on a highline, the moment you stand up and take a step, and the fear falls away and I can just step, step, step, step. There's no worries (except when I wobble ;)) and I can fully immerse myself in the feeling of floating over the ground below, taking in the views from the middle of the line.

I love slacklining.


Apr 18, 2018

So much yes!! The thing I absolutely love about the slackline is how you can never truly be a master, and if you're feeling bored or stagnant in your practice, then it is a clear sign that you aren't challenging yourself. Go higher, go longer, put on a blindfold, try executing a trick. The possibilities to progress are literally limitless and it is so invigorating.

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