Had the rare opportunity to head up Maple Canyon today with our friends Marcus and Melinda. They dropped their three fine children off at Melinda's parent's house and they headed down for a couple quick routes.

Luckily they remembered Adam and had the patience to belay my sad butt as I did my best to make it up a couple of walls, too. Even more fortuitous was Drie's willingness to allow me the time to strap on my old neglected hardware for a few hours of rock-joy.

The cool thing was that I had a pretty good excuse for my performance in my bout with e-coli debilitation. The bad thing was it was pretty a pretty humbling experience even without my excuse, all things considered.

I'm not in my twenties anymore, Dorothy.

Good, solid, bracing fun, though.