Another day on the rocks

The canyoneering guide was taking another group out yesterday, so I tagged along to assist with rope-coiling and pack-carrying.  Unfortunately, the very thin rope used to retrieve the thick ones from their anchors got stuck on a boulder after the second of three rappels, and there is no way to get it but to climb back up the original ascent, rappel down the first tier, get it, climb back out, and then — oh, what the heck, explore for other good routes while up there.  We finished last night’s rappels without it, but since it is my weekend off I’ll head up with Ed and his friend this morning to get the gear before someone else does.  [And, since one or two of you are wondering, NO, I’m not interested in Ed…]

I look at these red rocks and can hardly imagine NOT seeing them every day.  Reality is sinking in.  Two months goes by like lightning.