Felicia sent me a few photos this week from one of our spring climbing missions to the Clarky, and I liked this one.
With that pose, Rose (left) looks like she’s straight out of some 1950s climbing scene, a prophet explaining to me and Bridget (blue jacket) the ways of the big stone. Loren (black) is just bone-cold chilling, because that’s what he does, always with a quiet smile. And I can’t quite tell what Emily is up to… perhaps checking out the view improvements Bobby made the previous weekend with the chainsaw.
Plus, all the other photos are top secret.