Gunks

Free camping. It's not very common in the east, but they have it at the gunks. I guess it's a good thing when they charge out the wazoo to climb here in this non-profit preserve. We have been fortunate enough to meet some of the local climbers who have been more than friendly with info and even tomatoes. Plus, my good friend Michael is teaching at West Point and he hooked us up with guide books, showers, and a night in a bed other than the Rialta's.

Life is good here. I seem to have strained my left lat, however, and am in need of a rest day. The climbing here is ideal for us little people.

Many many horizontal cracks to grab and pull on. Jugs. Lots of 'em. I got pretty worked on the first 5.9 we climbed yesterday though, appropriately named MF. We are somewhat in training for the Red, and I think this is a good place to do it. Add the trad component and it always makes things a little more interesting. I'm not feeling overly creative tonight, must get back to the last two chapters of Happy Potter and the Deathly Hallows... It's just SO GOOD.