THE ELDEST CHILD
CAIT HORAN
The climbing bug hit the Horans when I was in my late teens. I landed a casual job at Canberra Indoor Rock Climbing and really the rest is history.
The gym was looking to start a junior development program. I am the eldest of four children*, which obviously makes me the reliable, conscientious, the best looking, the highest achiever amongst us, and so I naturally put my hand up to coach the squad. My little sister, Emma, is the youngest, which of course means she is manipulative, spoiled, attention seeking and likely to drop you because she is on posting on Insta while belaying. But in spite of these deficiencies, we have been thick as thieves from the moment she was born. So at seven years old Emma was a foundation member of the junior squad and my No.1 guinea pig. It was not long after this that Joe was put to shame by his younger sister at her birthday party at the gym. Although the middle child is often aimless and confused, Joe had strong feelings about this and quickly joined the team too, giving me guinea pig No. 2.
So I set about
