It's funny the way things happen. I've been playing guitar regularly for 12+ years now. Slowly improving, sometimes hitting a wall of self doubt but in general I see it as a series of hills to climb, some steeper then others but each climb is rewarded by that wonderful exhilarating freewheel down the other side when something clicks into place and your playing technique improves or sometimes changes direction.

Of course these moments are always tempered by the knowledge that there is always another incline looming ahead, but there is nothing quite like the buzz of those moments. I've been experimenting with alternate tunings recently, which is something I've never really tried before and last night I reached the top of a particularly steep and frustrating climb and right now I'm tearing down the other side, hair streaming in the wind, screaming WOOHOO........................