Cover: The trees over Persephone, taken while enjoying coffee with Matt one afternoon
Green to Gold
Snow King after a week of rain, from my friend's balcony.
Nothing says "Fall" like my bike and golden leaves
Or downed leaves and a meal on the porch.
But it's coming to an end when you see the first capping of snow on the mountains.
City of Rocks
After thirty emails back and forth, I finally went out with a new climbing partner, and now friend, Andrew.
Our first day we climbed:
- Adolescent Homosexual: 5.7 ** Trad, with the best nut placement of my life
- Dykes on Harleys: 5.4 Trad. Easy stuff is so much scarier than proper cracks
- Intruding Dike: 5.7 * Trad. Finger pro and patina pulling. Cold in the dark and the wind.
- Built for Comfort: 5.9 * Sport. A fun way to finish our day, racing the last rays of sun to the anchor.
We camped that night, countering cold air and cold beers with a warm fire.
Sunday we packed camp and drove down the dirt roads to Castle Rock.
Castle Rock was a place of fun, easy, multipitch sport climbing.
- Big Time 4p 5.7 * At pitch 3, I tried an 11a variation but backed off after a few falls on the second bolt. The last pitch was the winner, alpine-esque and fun.
- Zinger 3p 5.8 ** My most successful rope-basket rappel ever.
- Shock and Awe: 10a *** Classic. Amazing. Great. Fantabulous. My body still knows every move. The frosting on a wonderful weekend. (Not pictured)
Quickdraws to Skis
Then the snow came...
...and teased me with this view out my back door...
... but I had no ski pants. So when the landscape changed, so did where I played: outside to in.
Chris's garage gym helped me weather a snowy Sunday.
And a bicycle in the living room got my heart beating when I would've rather been on a skin track.
When I did find my pants, I had to get out and put them to use immediately. I put my skis on my pack, and biked four blocks to Snow King, my backyard mountain.
Later, Jeremy took me up the Glory bootpack for the first time. A two hour door-to-door backcountry bonanza, first thing before work.
I went up it again on Saturday, in search of rocks with Reid and Bre.