Another Fall favorite.
So needed out on Sunday. So Austin and I went to Rapidan WMA and climbed up Monkey Head. More to come, but here is a favorite of, I think, the Rapidan River.
Fall fell this week. And it was, and is, wonderful. Here are some quick iPhone snaps from round grounds. The tree in front of Aldy (on the left) makes my mornings less miserable. As I drag myself into the library at 8am I hate life, then I see it, and I like life again. So basically, my life will REALLY suck in like 2 weeks when it’s just dead and evoking the existential dread of my copy of King Lear. Maybe I will find ‘winter’s penitential cheer’ but right now I am cool with Autumn.
All from the Avon Street Bridge. I walk across it every day, generally 2x a day at least on my commute, and frequently at sunrise or sunset.
On the bikes. (Taken with Instagram)
Great camping trip with great people. Stacks of Dongells, two Hasslers, and a Stone. Fun was had (and is been had) by all. Despite the rain. Team Hassler is again ensuring that all are well fed and the newest addition to Team Dongell is pretty much amazing. Can’t believe I have known these people this long! 25ish years for at least 2 of them!
Fall fun (by zach.stone)
Torrent is great. First time there since the new managment, and while getting a pass is a pain, the crag is very pleasent as it is never overcrowded. Still, though, a somewhat sad testament to people’s inability to live by simple rules. Anyhow, I am really really weak now. Anything vertical feels REAL steep. Which is no good.
The Branch (by zach.stone)
The Temple. Ian and I had a great day ‘splorin (cause I forgot rock shoes/harness!) and found some really awesome new lines in backwoods KY. No better ‘splorin team than Ian, Occoee the wonder dog, and Scott Simon. Scott come home!
The last go (by zach.stone)
Oh yah. Back in the USofA. In the ole’ Kentuck. In November. It was cold and crisp this AM. This means one thing: backwoods chosshunting and boulder humping with my partner in crime Ian Cooke. No we will not tell you where we are going, where we found the rocks, and how to get there. Every fool knows the only good bouldering in the SE is in TN/NC/AL. <Cough. Cough.>
Punting (by zach.stone) This was one of the first photos I ever put on Tumblr. Before I had any followers. It was also published by Cherwell. Recently I have seen it crop up in several other Tumblr’s either pulled from Cherwell (w/o my attribution) or from my Flickr. I figured I would just re-post it here. And it’s seasonally appropriate.
Towns and Leaves (by zach.stone)
So I am deeply sad I missed a third consecutive fall in Kentucky. Nothing matches fall in the Gorge. That said, I consoled my self with the alpine color above Geneva, the Rhone Valley, and now Dunsmore in England. All in all a European Tour d’Leaf. I love fall.
Above the Valley (by zach.stone)
More to come, but this is my fav from Rob, Dan, and I’s awesome day Via Ferrata-ing near Geneva. Not quite like climbing, but not bad.
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