It’s finally beginning, the voyage part of the sabbatical. We’ve run across a concert in the campground, beautiful….it’s this kind of thing that I was hoping for. The planned and the unexpected, the desired and the happenstance.
Today we climbed but I needed to find out what sort of shape I was in and we did mostly single pitch climbing, but much harder than I can manage when I need to place protection.
No Foro photos today, he’s busy being a watch cow while we watch the concert.
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 
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