Castle Rock

Passing Castle Rock. I have happy memories of rock climbing here. And the less happy memories of learning to fall and getting back on the rock face. Falling taught me things I wouldn't have learned otherwise.

My hands wouldn't enjoy that sort of punishment now.

I'm hankering for the mountains but I'm glad that I did today's trip on the Port Hills. I discovered new tracks I didn't know about and it was a decent work out.

I have mountain plans for next weekend and the following week. :-)

Today's gratitude: For the sun and little wind. What a pleasant change.