Stir-Crazy

Plastic =/= rock.  WIIIIIIIINTEEEEEER.

Road to Nowhere

Late afternoon busting through lingering storm clouds over a very pleasant bike path near Copper, Colorado.

The Golden Hour

A proprietor keeping an eye on his wares, the Durbar night market, Kathmandu, Nepal.

Romancing the Stone

Skull Fuck, The Hole, New River Gorge.

Crack Attack

Two things.  One, mis amigos built one of these in the basement.  It's name is Gary Busey (because reasons) and it will bring the pain and then, hopefully, the offwidth strength.   Second, I had a particularly good day (gym...sigh) climbing today.  That's all.

Iron Hand in a Velvet Glove

You cannot make a revolution with silk gloves, and you cannot climb the cables route of Half Dome without visiting the glove repository (lest you fill your palms with tiny metal slivers).

Get in the Tub!

CB working her way up the slab section of Bathtub Mary, 5.11a, in the Muir Valley of the Red River Gorge.  From the slab, you pull into a huuuuuge hueco which gives the climb its name.  You could have a picnic in that thing.