A pictographic guide to the non-climbing portions of my summer.
I made two trips to the 'Voo while Laramizing. It's still not my turn to climb, but we keep getting closer. In the meanwhile I'm staying behind the lens and on the jugs.
A non-climbing journal post covering a meager portion of my spring in Laramie
I drove home to three different places in September, and had family waiting for me everywhere I went. Also: don't bend over.
Ah, trad climbing. I took a week to work remotely (aka, climb) down in Laramie, where I spent time with loved ones and in loved places.
photo credit Last winter I was biking to Trihydro the morning after a blizzard. Going over the train tracks on the pedestrian bridge I went by
The place that comes to mind when I hear the word "home" in my head is starting to change again. さよなら While I've still got over