So, yesterday we spent the afternoon bouldering in Moe's Valley in St. George, Utah. It was a pretty cool spot with potential for more. Turtle had a particularly good time running free in the sun.
We decided to continue south in hopes of escaping the incoming storm so we motored down I-15 to Las Vegas, and the vaunted Red Rocks. I've been here a couple of times before, but just to climb routes, I've not yet bouldered here and neither has Peter. Speaking of Peter, he was so caught up in the Vegas experience he asked me if we could have strippers delivered to our campsite. I assured him that that would probably not fly and that we didn't have that kind of money to spend. Maybe if we hit it big at the roulette table tonight...
"The Beast"
2 comments:
That's a crazy story about Peter and the cross-dressing stripper. He totally should've known before he let things go that far. Jesus. Speaking of which - that 2nd shot - is that Jesus climbing?
yeah, cut your hair hippie.
ask john about having to shave every morning, and how cute he looks in his nice suits.
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