The mid Atlantic style of climbing practiced in Ontario at the time tested more then just brawn. Patience equipped with knowledge and of course a little courage helped adapt to the traditional and mixed routes available. Comfortable fully bolted sport routes were slowly showing up at the various crags but were few and far between.

Epics and long days were around every corner. His passion quickly became his lifestyle. After a few years of roaming around Ontario, Chris' sights grew bigger so he hit the road, in my beer bottle brown ChevyS10. Countless months on the road and foreign travel became the norm. Facilitated by odd jobs at various construction trades, it seemed to fit his mould perfectly. Work seemed easy to come by and even easier to abandon for the next life experience. After his second winter in Mexico, sampling the long sport climbs of El Potrero he travelled up the West Coast of the United States to one of Canada's climbing meccas, Squamish British Columbia. That is where he spent two years getting seasoned on the boiler plate granite of the Stawamus Chief, learning the art of crack and slab climbing. This is also where he honed my skills for multi-pitch rock climbing. Route after route stacked on top of one another Chris couldn't get enough. Foray's to Yosemite Valley and the Alpine Granite of the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range only heightened his experience. A couple of years passed, starting to miss family and friends he journeyed back to Ontario to put down some roots. Looking for something to sooth the void of the West Coast climbing life style, he got increasingly involved with the Ontario climbing community. New routing, retro bolting and now rock guiding and sharing his passion with others, right here in his back yard.