Going to Nepal last year has definitely changed me. I used to like the oceans more than the mountains. Now, I’m torn. Scuba diving is less physically tolling than mountain climbing, that’s for sure. I think it’s the beauty of it, the struggle of the climb. Also, I have lived my whole life in the tropics so last year was the first time I have ever seen glaciers or even just snow…and boy, are they beautiful!
I still love the oceans, don’t get me wrong. It’s a different kind of adventure. Breathing or holding your breath underwater, equalizing, seeing creatures up close, creatures you only see in books. It’s like a birthday surprise. You don’t know what to expect and once you see it, it’s amazing!
They are both spiritual experiences for me. In diving, you don’t get to talk to anyone. In a way, it is a form of meditation. For about 30 minutes, you are just a spectator of nature’s display. You have to be one with the ocean. Especially when you are diving in Palau where the waters are abundant with sharks, you would not want to look foreign.
In climbing mountains, the climb is also a meditation because I haven’t met anyone, no matter how strong, who keeps talking while walking all the way to the top. That would take serious effort to do! But once you get to your destination, you could mingle, you could socialize, you could talk about the things that matter or just have fun.
I saw an IGS post about a bachelorette hike. Smart women who are also strong having fun and having intelligent conversation. Wow! I wish I could have all those too.