A gentle breeze rocks my hammock as I lay in my sleeping bag staring up at the full moon through a canopy of leaves. The moon is so bright I can read my watch, just after 2:00AM. I shift a little to adjust my harness, double and triple check my rope, and then return to watch the moon move through the maple canopy surrounding me. As I peak over the side of my hammock, even with the bright moon, I can’t see the ground below me. I slowly drift back to sleep with a smile on my face, just thinking how unique it is to be sleeping suspended in a forest canopy over 60 feet from the ground.
For the past 18 months I have been able to proudly call myself a tree climber. [Read more…]