Well I’ll be damned, here I am posting the promised “Y” Alphabet Challenge in (gasp) a timely fashion – as promised! (I know, I’m a little in shock myself.)
For those of you unfamiliar with this little project of mine, the Alphabet Challenge was the dreamchild of one of the moderators of a Fetlife group of (mostly) UK rope-enthusiasts. The idea was to take each letter of the alphabet and do outdoor rope bondage (“Rope on the Run,” the name of the group) in a place that highlighted that letter. We then posted our results to the Fetlife group and our profiles. I took the idea and made it a feature here, since I wanted to share the stories behind the pictures. W, Ad and I spent all of 2012 dreaming up and scouting out locations for these shoots.
Yep, you read that right: 2012.
Even I am a little shocked that it’s taken me so long to finish this up. But, you know, “life happens.” And happily so, keeping me busy and engaged and always giving me more to write about. But of course that means that sometimes I get…a little…behind. ;-)
Okay, mea culpas behind, let’s move on to “Y” and a wonderful day that W, Ad and I had one day in the fall of 2012: a bike ride along the Katy Trail. I believe this was a “practice” day for our upcoming Katy Trail Biking Adventure that we took later that month. (You can read more about that amazing two days of bike riding from Jefferson City to St. Louis here: The Great Katy Trail Adventure, and also see other Alphabet Challenges and Scavenger Hunts we made along the trip here: Scavenger Hunt Bridge, U is for Under Rock, V is for Vines and W is for Warren County.)
This day we hadn’t planned or scouted for any Rope on the Run pictures, we just happened upon them serendipitously. Again – thank goodness for having rope handy wherever we go!
Y is for Yellow Poles
Y is for Yellow Leaves
In order to get the full splendor of the golden yellow trees, though, W had to take the pic pretty far away. I asked W to get a better shot of the rope. This one with the river behind me was my favorite.
And lastly, on a different day, a “Y” that was planned out for weeks beforehand. We have a YMCA right by W’s house, and when I saw that sign, I just knew I had to get it for “Y”. And, of course, why not a little yoga to go along with it?
Y is for Yoga at the Y