10 Years

Today, the last day of February, I spent exploring the town of Bishop. I found my friends from Hueco (down at the happies), edited some photos of Red Rocks (that I'm a little behind on), found the library closed and bought a mantel for my lantern and groceries. After Two months on the road all is well, the truck is still running (yet a hole in the tale exhaust is making it sound more "hard core" than usual), my elbow though bothersome for a few days last week feels good with warmth, trammel, tiger balm, a brace and care. For my first dinner with out James I had Pork steak (with Dijon), with beer caramelized onions and mushrooms, jalapeno cheese bread and a carrot. After Camping with friends the past couple weeks it feels strange to camp alone, its quiet (when I'm Not talking to myself) but nice. tomorrow I will be moving to the butter milks to join friends, though I don't mind the pit for $2 per night (once you see the Butter milks in the morning fuck anywhere else - paid or otherwise). Tomorrow Marks a decade of climbing for me and I'm more than ecstatic to spend it in the Bishop Butter Milks. Hopefully it is a good day, if not... no matter there is more. Now where is that Trammel for my elbow.
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It was a good day by the way... I ran a round doing moderates all day getting reacquainted with granite and big top outs... my fingers got trashed... blasted two weeks of sand stone made my tips a bitch.