I have always loved cupcakes but my passion for cupcakes came in the most unusual of places. The land of "shrimp on the barbee" and Crocodile Dundee doesn't conjure up images of rich velvety cupcakes. While on a dream vacation in Australia the cupcake earned its place at the top of the dessert pedestal. On a half day trip abseiling, an extreme sport similar to rappelling, in the Blue Mountains of Katoomba. My instructor was cool and calm as he set up for our scariest and most difficult descent, 30 meters. 5 meters was child's play like going off a big rock, 30 meters was like going off a skyscraper. The wind was strong, so strong that our instructor had to attach rocks to the ropes to stop the violent swaying of the ropes. I tried to look over the edge to see what the hell I was getting myself into but was quickly reminded that without a harness attached to the rope the winds would easily blow me off the side of the mountain. As our instructor singlehandedly staged our ropes and prepared us for abseiling, it was clear he could see how nervous we were. To calm our nerves his light hearted topic: Cupcakes!
|My descent into the Blue Mountains|