A 7’ wide runnel had formed down the center line of the slide-path and was a black hole vortex that sucked in every rock, dirt, and debris into it’s beckoning arms.
The Push. Two bolts off the ground, body feels good. The climb is right at the grade, an enjoyable right hand jug… perfect for making this next clip. Tons of options for feet. Confidence. Next move is a slight reach, decent. one more move, a smaller crimp, not ideal but fine. You look up and see the next bolt a few more meters away. All of a sudden a familiar voice chimes… Read More
It’s Never Too Late – Camping Algonquin Park’s Interior in late March The beauty of a forest covered in a blanket of white is hard to accurately describe. As we take each step down the narrow trail path and listen to that familiar crunch of snow beneath our feet we’re captivated by the pristine condition of this wilderness. Although we’re aware that we’re not the only people that choose to winter camp… Read More