swell times

Managed to snag one of my very good buddies for a bit of a climbing workout; we don't get together as much as we used to owing to schedule differences, but it's always wonderful to see her again. We reminesced a bit about our ascent of the Grand Teton, which seems so long ago, and agreed we need to recapture that euphoria somehow. It's undoubtedly why some dreams lead out of the climbing gym, right onto a mountain. She's been training for a sprint triathalon for cancer survivors, and crewing for friends who are racing a big sailboat, but one of these days we'll get outside...