Whether it’s a ten foot boulder filled with moves at your absolute limit, or a thousand foot granite peak filled with pitches of cruiser jugs and solid jams, nothing beats the satisfaction of reaching the top of something. The hundreds of tries, the hours, the failures, the epics- whatever you have endured to get there- suddenly become worth it, an invaluable part of the process. You have joined in harmony with the rock, finding the perfect sequences that only nature could have created. You are on the top. And in that moment, nothing else could possibly matter.