Feels Like Old Times

Caitie highballing like an old pro

I've been to Bishop so much this month it feels like the days when Kevin and I used to run down there seemingly every weekend. On top of that, this weekend I was joined by my very first Bishop climbing partner, nay very first climbing partner, the one and only Eric Schmidt. We also had the company of some pretty hot chicks! Caitie, Julie, and Vicki more than made up for Eric's red neck and my white chest.

The weekend's forecast was ominous, and there were those that cowered at home like children hiding beneath their blankets in fear of the Owens Valley weather. The hardy few were rewarded for their perseverance with three full days of bouldering. What’s that? Three days? This wasn’t a holiday weekend. So true, but the roads home were closed late Sunday due to an avalanche so the chumps with real jobs had to call their bosses and tell them they were stuck. Darn.

Caitie loved the wind and rain Saturday night

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