Dad and I went back to Avalon this weekend for some more climbing. We took our Ellie with us, and she was thrilled. But not before having the fright of her life when we put her in a harness, attached her to a rope, and hoisted her 30 feet across a raging river. Can you imagine what was going on in her little doggie brain? There were probably a few expletives during the process is my guess. I also took pictures of strangers climbing because they looked super cool (sorry for being stalkerish). And I lead a 5.7! Which doesn't sound like much, except I've only lead one other time so this is still new territory for me. I'm going to finally be able to start using the 12 quickdraws and rope I own! Progress.
Thanks Dad for taking lots of the pictures too!