Ten years ago, when I was seventeen, I was preparing to leave for a winter season in La Grave, France. This was going to be my first time living without my parents, my first time living in a foreign country, and my first time not knowing what was to come. Now, a decade later, my husband and I just received word that our three-year French work visa application was accepted. On December 5, 2013, we will be moving to Chamonix, France. While I still might not know what is to come, I excitedly await this next chapter in my life.
Forest and I are on the road in the desert, climbing, working, and adjusting to the idea that we will be moving away from these wide-open spaces. The vastness of America is overwhelming at times, but the solitude and beauty of a sunset in the desert is beyond words. While we are moving to France for a multitude of great reasons, it is hard to ignore the bittersweet reality that we are leaving home.
I will be returning to the States often for work, and for the continuation of my AMGA courses and exams, so it is easier leaving knowing that this is not a permanent shift away from the rugged snowy peaks of the Cascades, or the warm rock of the desert.
Because I am not yet an IFMGA guide, I cannot work as a guide in France, so instead I will be working on some personal climbing and skiing goals. Check back this winter to see some projects that I will be working on! Salut!