I chose this picture because it is one of
my favorite sports, climbing mountains. I must say it doesn’t mean like wall
climbing, it is more like trekking.
I started this hobby when I was a child
(like 5 or 6 years old) and even when I went to Spain for 5 years I kept doing
this with my father. In every excursion I have gone with my father, and we have
lived a lot of adventures, from single trekking in one day to sleeping in the
snow and the ice with 5 degrees below zero in higher mountains.
Despite all the cold, the exhaust and
sometimes the pain when something happens, I love to climb mountains because I
feel that I disconnect from the rest of the world by being in the pure nature,
and living the different type of life and habits that we have in those
conditions, like go far to find water, sleep in a tent, sleeping with the same
clothes that you used in the day (even the shoes when it is too cold), the discomfort
of the ground, etc. it is a nice type of adventure.