Next day

Finally got back climbing, at least at the gym; my friend's college-aged daughter was our rope gun, which is always fun. She whizzed up a route and made it look so appealing; I got up to a certain point and found I was utterly outclassed. That's all right, it's good to get one's derriere kicked. Kicked around the block and then some.
Fabulously wonderful weather; cool nights and mornings, melting into warm sunny afternoons, which could not be better, unless we were somewhere like the Tetons.
I hide away from the visiting family and continue the humbling by clarinet.