It is the smell in the air, the sun in the sky, being surrounded by limitless rock and wonderful friends. It is the beer in the cooler and a bonfire in the cool evening, the stories of the day enjoyed and shared by good friends. It is the feal of the cool rock on my finger tips, the calm before the storm as I begin to climb. It is the pulling, the grunting through something hard, and pushing my self till I either finish or I pop off the rock like hot potato thrown at your face. This is what gets me high!!!!