This weekend Steve and I went up to New Hampshire and spent a day looking at real estate, a day at Cathedral, and a day at Whitehorse Ledges. Aside from Funhouse, it was all new climbing at Cathedral and I’d never been to Whitehorse at all. Climbing-wise I didn’t do anything spectacular. The high point… Read more »
Posts By: Dawn
This is why I don’t climb with my boyfriend
“This is why I don’t climb with my boyfriend,” I accused him. Steve, standing patiently below me, hadn’t done anything but hold the rope and make suggestions. I was feeling stuck and scared. I had three pieces in, at least one of which I felt good about, but I didn’t want to be here. Someone… Read more »
Short but Sweet
Two pitches into the day, it started to rain. It could have been a waste of time. Instead it was a day to savor. The idea was for me to lead Proctoscope. Since it’s 9+ and I was only on it once so long ago that I remember nothing about it, that would have been… Read more »
A couple of nice days
A couple of nice days, hot but not too muggy and cooler in the shade. I don’t have much to say about them because they were easy going with low trauma. Steve had his first day back on rock in months and was already leading the first pitch of Airy Aria, a route that scares… Read more »
CREWED
Another “not a climbing post” post. Sorry. But this weekend was an amazing adventure and I have to get it down on paper somewhere. On Saturday I crewed for Steve at the 2008 Vermont 100. I’d never crewed an ultra-marathon before, so I didn’t know what to expect. A friend summarized CREW as “Cranky Runner,… Read more »
Farley Ledges
I’ve never been to Farley, which access has been opening up to thanks to the Western Massachusetts Climber’s Association. Todd, Romy, Miriam and I made a trip there this Sunday. Luckily Al, a friend of a friend who knows quite a bit about Farley, met us there. I don’t know the names of anything we… Read more »
A Seven Too Far
The day didn’t start out well. Packing up in the cloud-covered steambath of a parking lot, I was talking to Steven about Miriam’s soggy shoes when Steven said, “That’s funny. Where are my shoes. So Miriam at least had one pair of climbing shoes with her. Steven had none. On the other hand, Steven’s offer… Read more »
Briefly
On Sunday Miriam and I had what Steve would call an adventure. Desperate to climb after weeks without, I ignored the forecast and drove up anyway. It wasn’t raining when we got there and the sky was uniformly overcast in a way that suggested it could easily stay that way all day. I wanted to… Read more »
Running gently downhill
There are times when you’re running along–tired, discouraged, somewhat pained–and the running suddenly seems easier. Your breathing slows and your stride lengthens. You think to yourself: I’m getting my second wind; all that training is finally paying off; I feel better than I expected. If you turned around at one of those moments and looked… Read more »
Good is what we call it
There’s no climbing in this post. Unless, for some reason, you want to hear more than I want to tell about what it took to get me out of bed Monday morning. Although I’m a climber who runs, not a runner, not even a runner who climbs, lately I’ve been doing more running than climbing…. Read more »