Showing posts with label Wilderness. Show all posts
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Monday, November 26, 2012
Monday, August 27, 2012
Calling all Rock Climbers
The outside set-up for training |
In the foothills outside Denver, there is a concert venue named Red Rocks. It got its name from the two towering rock formations at the entrance of the facility. Recalling my first experience watching rock climbers enjoying their hobby/sport was a mine burn. Since then, everytime the combination of those two words appearing together or is heard together, the mental picture of that day at Red Rocks pops into view. It is as clear today in my mind as it was those many years ago.
Looking upward inside that 110 foot silo yesterday also reminded me of something I said in a post several months ago that: " one thing I would not do is climb out on an I-beam several hundred feet above grade to get a image of an ironworker sitting on that beam eating his lunch sandwich" as my old AP friend,Steve Dodrill did.. Never-the-less the facility has six such "rooms" plus the outside scaling wall set-up. The owner is a wilderness adventures outrigger in Frisco,Texas and uses the training facility to teach leadership,team building and personal adventure skills. The North Texas Outdoor Pursuit Center is the official name of the facility in the old Blanton Grain Towers in downtown Carrollton,Texas. The Green Line's Carrollton Station is a football field North of the facility. Here are a couple of shots of the facility.
Entrance on the West Side of the Blanton Towers |
This is the West Side view of the Blanton Grain Towers. They rise 110 feet. Each silo is a training center. The microwave repeaters are just a value added service of the facility |
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