I went for a walk just now, and it got me thinking.

Whatever happened to the childish fascination with climbing things? I know I'm not the only one who experienced this. When I was a kid, I'd see anything taller than I was and instantly think, "I'm gonna climb that!" As people grow older they tend to lose this. I mean, when was the last time you saw a 25-year-old climbing a tree? Maybe it's because kids are short. They see the world a lot lower than everyone around them, and climbing stuff lets them get a whole new perspective. Everything looks different from above.

All I know is that I really liked that feeling. I actually still get excited when I see a particularly good climbing tree.

So anyway, while out on my walk, I climbed a thing. It was basically just a ledge on the side of the path. Well, it was a ledge on the side that faced the path, and a hill on the other side, but the hill side led into some farms or something. There was a fence blocking the hill side anyway. Of course, upon seeing the ledge, and with my recent train of thought, I immediately thought to myself, "I'm gonna climb that!"

So I climbed the ledge and sat up there for a while. It was mostly made out of giant rocks, but everything was covered in at least two inches of moss so it was actually quite comfortable.

Eventually I realized that I needed to get back to the path, which was a 7-10 foot drop straight down below me, with a little ditch in between the bottom of the ledge and the path. Now, due to my recent climbing activities I was feeling a little childish or something, I dunno, but I decided "Hey, I'll just jump over the ditch, fall 10 feet, and land in an epic action roll on the path."

Now I don't want to toot my own horn, but I've always considered myself an action roll pro. I used to jump off things all the time, action rolling all over the place. Of course, that was a couple years ago...

This time, I leapt into the air like a madman, flailed my arms a bit, and landed right on my ass with a sort of yelp that I'm not proud of. This wouldn't have even been so bad if I hadn't heard someone go "ooh" and turned to see an elderly couple using the path a short distance away.

I quickly sprang to my feet, dusted myself off, and casually put my glasses back on, all the while acting like I had totally planned that. I don't know if they bought it, because I swiftly walked out of there without looking back to check.

My point is, walks are fun. I really need to go on walks more often.