Monkey Trunks

Toby and I had been wondering if this was the year for taking the grandkids to the local climbing place :  Monkey Trunks.  Their parents decided "yes!"

But first there were some requirements:  had to be tall enough (Simon just made it) and had to sign their own consent forms (Simon just perfected writing his name).

They all got very suited up by the conscientious crew there,

in all kinds of harnesses, caribiners, 

and helmets. 

Then out to the course. Looking at it and mindful of our grand kids I'm thinking, "What have we started?"

But they were great:  followed directions perfectly, 

 

were cautious, and--most important--

 

totally loved it.

 

Had to have celebratory ice cream afterwards--

 

all of us.