You know that is has been a good climb when your mouth is dry, your legs are shaking, and your fingers are bleeding. Sometimes blurring the line between fun and fear can be enjoyable. Othertimes, when I am looking into the face of a 20 foot fall on to a slab of granite and my hands are groping for holds, I ask myself why the heck I am up here. I rarely have any good answers.
Created 1998