The Beginning Of It All  

curious082385 31F
4230 posts
4/10/2006 8:07 am

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The Beginning Of It All


He needed a video clip of a view from a cliff top for his senior project. We hadn't talked in over a year...arguments over my past relationship. But the seed of friendship was still there and so I invited him over to my house to film what he needed from the top of our cliffs.

It was a beautiful day, blue sky, warm. He, my sister and I made the climb up to the top of the cliffs slowly, laughing at the antics of our dogs. We finally found a spot with just the type of view that he needed. He started to wander back and forth, while Sis and I sat down to enjoy the sunshine. There was an old oak tree that grew on the edge of the cliff and years of rains had undercut the soil so that part of it's root structure was exposed and hanging out over the side of the cliff.

Now, me being the daredevil that I am, decided that I wanted to sit on the edge of those roots. Slowly, carefully, I made my way out, testing the strength of each root before stepping fully onto it. Finally made my way to the edge and sat. It felt like I was floating. My feet dangled out into space, suspended about 250-300 feet in the air and I was a good five or six feet out from the cliff edge. I grinned back at him and waved, he simply rolled his eyes and shook his head at me. Closing my eyes, I tilted my face up to the sunlight. Suddenly, I heard my sister's scared voice, "Bear, no!" I opened my eyes and turned to see my 100 lb dog stepping out onto the roots. As his full weight came to bear on the root I was sitting on, I felt it dip and heard an ominous crack.

I looked sideways and will never forget the look on his face as he stood there, camera in hand, knowing he was too far away to do anything. Our eyes met and I saw terror in his face. In that same instant, the branch snapped beneath me and I started to fall.

The first 50 feet of the cliff is almost straight down...enough of a slope for me to be sliding on my back, but way too steep for me to stop. But then it cuts off into a sheer drop to the dry creek bed below. The world slowed down...my sisters scream seemed to go on for hours. I heard him yell my name. All my attention became focused on that drop-off. My hands scrabbled for something, anything to grab a hold of, but the soil was dry and rocky...my fingers couldn't hold. Then I saw it.

A few feet away from the drop off, there was a small scrubby tree...with a rope tied to it. The rope hung down over the side. But the tree was a good six feet to the side of me. It was no conscious thought...adrenaline took over, I suppose, but I twisted my body against the ground and literally dove head first over the edge to the drop-off, throwing my body across the six feet towards that rope.

I remember looking down, the sickening feeling of seeing the ground fall away underneath me and the couple hundred feet of empty air between me and the creek bed. My right hand caught the rope first, it was course and frayed, but I could feel it hold. I tightened my grip, screaming at the pain of the friction as I slid fast down the rope, feeling the harsh weave slice into my skin. It seemed like forever before I started to slow and then my body was snapped around to slam hard into the cliff wall. But I had stopped.

I hung there for a moment, heart pounding. His voice came over the edge...."oh my god, you're ok!" I opened my eyes to see him looking down at me from the edge of the drop.
"Can you find a foothold for a second?"
I nodded and dug my toes in to the cliff, taking some of the pressure off my hands.
"Ok, I think I've got a good brace...I can pull you up on the rope. Do you think you can hold on?"
My hands were throbbing, but I tightened my grip and slowly he started to pull me up as I found what footholds I could to help.

We finally got me back up and it has never felt better to be pulled into someones arms. He held me cradled against his chest, just rocking me for a moment. I lifted my head to thank him and our eyes collided. The breath slammed out of my lungs and words disappeared under the intensity I saw there.
"I thought you didn't care..." I finally managed to whisper.
His hand came up to cup my cheek, "I always cared. How could I not?"

The moment was broken as I moved my hand and caught my breath in pain. Looking down I saw why. The palms of my hands were raw and blistered from the friction of the rope. The skin on my fingers was cut away with flashes of white bone showing through in a few places. We ended up wrapping my hands in torn strips from his shirt and scrambled our way sideways until the slope leveled out and we could climb down to the creek.

That was the start of my five year relationship, a five years that taught me more about love, endurance and myself then I have learned in my whole 20 years. He is the friend that I spoke of in my earlier post. That day, that cliff was where it all started.

aascrompn 42M
6444 posts
4/10/2006 8:49 am

Damn... I though I've had some scary moments w/ repelling and skydiving, but I can't fathom what you went through. It's good to find a friend like that! What an intense relationship it must've been too!


curious082385 replies on 4/10/2006 9:15 am:
Incredibly intense. We used to joke that the slide down the cliff was a premonition of what the rest of the relationship would be like. Actually wasn't too far off.

rm_saintlianna 45F
15466 posts
4/10/2006 8:49 am

Sigh.............you have to go and write somewhere else. Somewhere that you can take some kind of direction with this. Your talent should not go hidden in these web pages, C. go to school for this, let professionals see your writing, submit stories to real magazines and contests. At least think about it.........please.


curious082385 replies on 4/10/2006 9:18 am:
I have thought about it. Really I have. It is a matter of confidence...you know, that wondering why anyone would want to read what I write. In my opinion, my best writing is stuff like this...reflections and memories of real events....but why would anyone want to read about me? You guys here are different...you know me and are interested in who/what I am.

Seriously_Real 48M

4/10/2006 8:55 am

    Quoting rm_saintlianna:
    Sigh.............you have to go and write somewhere else. Somewhere that you can take some kind of direction with this. Your talent should not go hidden in these web pages, C. go to school for this, let professionals see your writing, submit stories to real magazines and contests. At least think about it.........please.
I echo what she said. Hell, I've said almost the same thing before to you when I was wearing a different alter ego....keep on writing, sweetie....this guy still loves to read it...

--Seriously
xoxo
NB
xoxo
Vince


curious082385 replies on 4/10/2006 9:19 am:
No worries sweetie...I've known since I first found the blog. As to what you and Saint said...see my comment to her.

papyrina 51F
21133 posts
4/10/2006 12:02 pm

much as i'm glad your safe this story held me and i wanted it to go on,thanks hun


I'm a

and
i'm here to stay


curious082385 replies on 4/12/2006 1:54 am:
You're welcome. My sister and I drove past that cliff the other day and started talking about all that day led to...couldn't get it out of my head so I finally figured I would write it out.

caressmewell 53F

4/10/2006 1:07 pm

I agree with Saint and Serious...confidence be damned..you'd be suprised at how many people just want to ready good writing..it would not matter that it was your memories or reflections..I was swept up in your story. Think about it more!


curious082385 replies on 4/12/2006 1:55 am:
Well, I will be honest and say that the number of people on this site who have been hounding me to send stuff to a publisher is quite a surprise and certainly is making me think about it more.

rm_1hotwahine 62F
21091 posts
4/10/2006 9:29 pm

Are you sure you're only twenty?

Yeah, I'm still [blog 1hotwahine]


curious082385 replies on 4/12/2006 1:56 am:
Well...according to my birth certificate, my drivers license and my mom...yep!

onelittlesecret 33M
1579 posts
4/12/2006 12:08 am

What a story!

And what a way to begin a relationship. Not that anyone would want a near-death experience of course, lol, but it is kind of a fantasy; to get to be the hero!


curious082385 replies on 4/12/2006 1:57 am:
lol...oh yeah...definitely a unique start, to say the least.

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