Another disappointing day rock climbing. This time with Bart, who is a real bastard.
The May chronicles of the gypses, granite, crystals, and cracks. And how, all at once, the documenter joins the tribe.
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.
Keeping the climbing going.
I drove home to three different places in September, and had family waiting for me everywhere I went. Also: don't bend over.
Exploring my rock climbing home, what it means to me, and what it is to others over two trips in July and August.
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.