after six weeks of intense work, I came incredibly close to climbing it on my departure day — only missing two moves to the top. After four good tries, I was completely exhausted. I packed my stuff, ready to leave. That day, I was alone on the island, with only the eagles watching me. Already on my way back, I turned around and looked at the boulder one more time. “Why not give it one last try — just for training?” I said to myself. I placed my only crash pad, chalked up, and started climbing. After passing the crux, I was completely in the moment — fully in the elements — watching myself moving through the final sequences……to the TOP. [2]