one hand in front of another foot

Precisely because I am "too old" to do so, I have taken up tree climbing again. That and I seem to have been tripping and falling down a lot lately, so where better to work on that than in a place where it could really matter if I fell down?
I am not talking about the type of tree climbing that tree trimmers or deer hunters or wildlife department eagle nest snatchers or amazon forest biologists do with ropes and equipment. I am talking about the kind of climbing you do as a kid, where you are walking in the woods, talking with your brother and your friends and you all get stopped in your tracks by a tree standing regally, stretching up and out its perfectly placed branches. Someone in your group breaths, "wow, that is a hell of a climbing tree" and a sudden scrambling decorates the tree with a group of human monkeys.
It looks like a wild free for all, but after a certain height, everyone silently remembers the "live limb only and 3 point rule" (2 legs and an arm, or 2 arms and a leg) because every kid has been impressed by knowing some kid who had their entire summer ruined by a broken collar bone or appendage from falling from a scary height.
This maple has some great climbing characteristics, healthy, stout limbs, open branches that reach out toward the hollow, numerous branches evenly spaced and a low "swing up" limb to get my lard ass into it to start with.
After getting to the "stomach flutter height" in it yesterday, I have established some goals of chi movement, breath, a smoother route and and greater height for myself over the winter.
Already on my walk this morning I have noticed that my eye is roving over familiar trees for open branches...the mind is a greedy gatherer.