I grew up rock climbing but it wasn't till 6 years ago I got my first Gibbon line, now I could finally practice at home what I had been failing to do everytime before,. Stand up. With practice (a lot) I started to get it and before I knew it i was teaching my friends and spreading the stoke.
After walking this line countless times and turns I knew what needed to be done, put some fear back into this so up in the trees I went! After rigging a stupid sketchy midline an experienced highlining friend reached out to me and nicely explained the numerous problems in my climber rigged system. But he didn't stop there, he invited me to come highlining to learn what's up and told me what to research and where to get the right gear.
For the last two years the more I've gotten involved in highlining the more love I've seen from the whole community sharing this same stoke. Mounting and standing up on a highline on 1" webbing above a waterfall was an experience that changed my life. After countless whippers i began to walk but this was different than anything else I'd ever felt before; Id see the line shaking, I'd be so gripped but when I'd stand up into that nothingness, that's exactly what I found. All the fears, thoughts and feelings I had were gone and there was nothing but me and the line, only thing left to do was start walking. From that point on I knew this would be a huge part of my life till the end.