A eulogy for a rope; memory delving with a nylon cord crutch.
Letting climbing take me somewhere different.
I was all set to spend a weekend in the Greater Seattle region when Nate texted me: Want to climb The Grand Wall on Sunday? I'm a bachelor for the weekend. I didn't
I've been in Squamish for a few weeks now, and had a Euroka! moment last night realizing I'd ticked my 101st pitch. The Grand Wall 9p Nate atop "Mercy Me", p3