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... Continue Reading →
Somewhere Between Going Big and Staying Home
Today my partner wanted to do a climb that I also want to do but only after I’m a bit more in shape (mentally and physically). It’s on the list, but not as a second climb after three weeks of doing nothing. It’s that long crack It’s not so very easy either. I wasn’t up... Continue Reading →
Hexenstein
The climbs in this part of the Dolomites can have names in German, Italian, and Ladin (one of the local dialects). It’s hard to know where you are and what you’ve climbed. Hexenstein is also called Sass di Stria, and we climbed a south ridge today that we’ve done before (in the interest of not... Continue Reading →
Waterless
It was the kind of weekend that sounds good on paper, except we screwed up a bit. Foro was not with us, because this was a haul-a-lot-of-stuff up the mountain weekend. Every gram counted, and cute was not part of the plan. We walked up and did a not-so-difficult but impressive climb. For once I... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 