Flying High

The Tennen Mountains called, specifically for the legendary route 'Flying High'. Graded a formidable 9-, it's a true test of extreme endurance and precise technique. The limestone, sharp and unforgiving, offered minimal holds; each move was a calculated risk, a dance on the edge. The crux, a desperate sequence of crimps and slopers, demanded every ounce of strength. My forearms screamed, but the desire to push through was stronger. Above me, the sky seemed to stretch endlessly, the exposure exhilarating. The sun warmed my back, but the rock remained cool under my fingertips. Reaching the anchors, a wave of relief and triumph washed over me. The view from the top of the Tennen Mountains was breathtaking, a well-deserved reward for the struggle. Descending, I replayed the ascent, each hard-won meter etched into memory. 'Flying High' truly lived up to its name, a journey to the limits, high above the world.

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