A portrait of Gary, on the Third Flatiron, indicating the direction of the next pitch (or the threatening rain clouds???). Expect a few more rock climbing photographs scattered through this blog as time goes on.
Because…
I’m “back in the saddle again” after a 30-year hiatus and feeling like a kid with new shoes on a playground with a spiral slide and a rocket ship monkey bar set. That is, I am back to enjoying steep rock, the [sometimes] graceful movement from hold to to hold to stance, the satisfaction of setting up a quick and secure belay anchor, the grand vistas far below, the ravens, hawks and eagles, as they swoop and circle…and I’ll usually carry a camera with me on these climbs.
Back on the rock again, whoopee!