Getting High.

This picture was taken on Saturday in Squamish, British Columbia.  It’s exactly the kind of really tall, scary climb that will completely mangle your body if you fall.  Which means that it is exciting.

It’s pretty much what I’ve been doing in Washington.  Working, and climbing.  I’m still really busy (and making great progress) with the three main kinds of work that I do to build the means necessary to sail off around the world in a boat in about 12 months.

For those curious after my last post, I’ve fully decided to move to Boston in January.  Which I’m really stoked about for several reasons.  If you’re there, or know someone there, who’s looking for deckhands on a sailboat, I’ve got two hands looking for a boat to help sail. Let me know.

I’m staying in Bellingham with a climber that I met in my first weekend out here. (ahh, the last-minute joys of travel)  She and I end up climbing a couple of times a week on the beach, which usually happens at sunset and provides the most beautiful backdrop you could ever hope for in an end-of-the-day bouldering session:

It’s beautiful out here, and we haven’t had rain in 2.5 weeks…though, I hear the 10-month rainy season is about to begin later this week.

Here are some more Washington pictures…mostly of people I’ve climbed with, and places that I’ve climbed.

Next stop for October and November: Denver.  There, I’m planning on climbing 10, 14,000+ foot mountains (fourteeners) in two months.  Which could be pretty stupid…especially since I’ll be with someone who’s fallen and mangled his body 3 times, and had to be rescued by search and rescue for soloing in a snow storm last year….