Two weeks pretending I'm still a Lander local.
One of the best arguments for moving back to Lander.
Sinks Canyon over Spring Break with Ken and the Gypses.
"Yeah, we're done for the day. It's too windy." "I'm jealous. We drove up from Laramie and don't have that option. We're getting
In which everyone sends like the truest of gangsters.
In which I learn to not spend an entire day climbing a single route.
In which I kick off the Wild Iris season watching sunsets with hairy men
A journal entry for my first week in Jackson since cancelling my PO Box there. Jackson: home no longer.