Thursday, April 16, 2009

As much as I hate to admit it, bouldering season is over. Last year I beat the heat by fleeing to Squamish in search of the endless winter, but this time there's nowhere to go... Except Adams house. Time, once again, to get over my fear of heights and start living bolt to bolt in hopes that a little extra endurance will make the next 35 degree day everything I hope and dream it will be!











The climbing was good, but the real excitement came with Tim and his brilliant solution to a stinky problem...

Our story starts about 3 weeks ago when an adventuresome cow (who will remain nameless) for some reason or another decided the grass was greener on the other side. She packed her most precious of belongings, bid her friends and family farewell and set off on an epic journey to explore the lands that had, until this point, only existed in dreams and bedtime stories. Anxiety rushed through her body, leaving butterflies in all 4 of her stomachs, still she ventured on with no doubt in her 1/4 lb brain that this was her destiny! Chin up and udders down, she stepped into river. She marched proudly, hoof after hoof, liberating herself more and more with every stride. Nothing was going to hold her back now. She was bound for glory, like her great grandmother, who was said to have jumped clear over the moon!

By this point, our brave heifer had reached the middle of the river, but was to caught up in her daydreams to realize that she no longer stood on solid ground! This is when she felt the mighty undertow which had kept the rest of her herd at bay all these years. She kicked and paddled as best she could, but her feet had no webbing, only heavy bone.

'Just keep mooooving!' she yelled at herself, kicking and thrashing in the mid day current, but to no avail. The white water crashed against her cranium, striking her blind. She could no longer see the utopia that awaited her on the other side. Wave after wave pummeled over her. The same water she drank to sustain life all these years was now forcing itself down her nostrils by the gallon. Her feet, once again, felt the bottom.



Our lady of the land came to rest on a small rock several miles downstream. It was a lovely perch with a fantastic view and all the UV rays a sunbather could ask for! Here she lay, day in and day out, soaking up the sun enjoying her new found freedom! Day's turned into weeks and her saturated heart yearned to be on the move again, but her body wouldn't respond to her wishes. If only she could get a little nudge from a passing traveler, she could be on her way again!

Well, no sooner than she made this wish, a group of adventurers stumbled upon this washed up traveler and decided to give her the break she was looking for! They came up with a plan of action, and before she knew it, our lil' explorer was once again adrift, off to seek new lands and unforgettable experiences!









Bon Voyage stinky cow! May your travels be pleasant and your experiences memorable!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Lazy Monday on the slackline. It's getting hot outside. Just about time for the lake!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Lots of people out at the boulder fields yesterday. LOTS of people...



















Great day for climbing, that's for sure! After that, I finally made it back out to the dog tracks, but still was unsuccessful at getting that perfect, crisp tracking shot of the dogs... If anyone has any suggestions that DO NOT involve the flash, I'm all ears! Yeah, the track seems to frown upon flash photography.




Thursday, April 9, 2009

Here's a few from around the nation I took in 2008 pd (pre digital)









Still got a roll to get developed with hueco shots on it... hope it comes out well!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Today was also a wonderful day to be outside, but 4 bloody tips from yesterday were telling me that climbing was not on the agenda! Instead, I took a trip up to Warrior with my 2 most favorite people in the world...



First things first... we accidentally took a wrong turn, but it ended up bringing us to a beautiful patch of boulders, one bearing a striking resemblance to Gibbs Cave in Squamish.



Finally we arrived at our destination, and I realized that I'm going to have to invest in a kayak this summer.



All in all, a great day! I leave you now with the watchdog of 1570, firefighter Moot, and a picture of Moot NOT breaking the law.





This is a bee. This is also probably the best shots I've taken to date.

Yesterday was an AWESOME day to be at Horse Pens! With a temp of 48 up on top of the mountain and nice clean slopers from the previous week of rain... Mmmmm...





Mr. Casey Culp turned into an old man this past Sunday, so to celebration his induction into manhood, we sacrificed balloons and beer, and a bit of sanity in the process! We also found out that poor Grant has globophobia. That's right... Globophobia. Look it up.











And the winner is...

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Here I sit,
Broken hearted.
Motivation
Since departed.
Craving the forest
We last sought for cold,
But snapping a city
Who's subjects grow old.
So until an adventure
Inspires a shoot,
I give you this sunset...
And a close-up of Moot!



Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Tis the season for flower pictures...

and that's it! I've had my fill. No more flower pictures.