making wine does not make for good climbing

These photos are from a week ago. I was just too lazy to write about it last week. Elhanan and I “helped” Justin drink some of the grape juice he’s making in to wine before heading over to Owl Tor. Hopefully when this stuff is finished it will taste better than it does now. 6… Continue reading making wine does not make for good climbing

SD is rad

I love San Diego. However, I hate traveling. I’m a creature of habit and I guard my routine ferociously. Leaving town for the weekend is a disruption I can barely tolerate. But it had to be done; a wedding had to be attended and the Grandparents had to be visited. Elhanan and I swam with… Continue reading SD is rad

that which does not kill me makes me madder

Owl Tor made me mean. She had to have seen this coming. Probably she knew all along her special kind of relentless derision would make a person mean if it didn’t break them. Which explains why on Saturday, on my second consecutive weekend of uncharacteristically strong performances, I still feel beaten. What else could I… Continue reading that which does not kill me makes me madder

gr8

Did a bunch of routes at the Tor this weekend. Two days after my fifth monthly recognition of my graduation from Cottage Hospital’s advanced pneumonia program I had my most productive day at Owl Tor: 8 routes, 8 redpoints. The previous day I re-set my dynamic no-fin apnea record at the UCSB pool: 50 yd,… Continue reading gr8

Painted Cave

Because it’s one of the few local bouldering spots not touched by the Gap Fire, Painted Cave was my best option for a quick evening session after work yesterday. And it reminded me how far I have yet to go to be a good boulderer. I’m maybe the wussiest person I know when it comes… Continue reading Painted Cave