Ann and I have been cooped up in the house too much, being sick. So we go out to wagon wheel today, in beautiful weather, for a little gentle walking. And we bring the crashpad and shoes just in case. Well, we park at the Little Loaf and start right off doing a bunch of problems on it. I even do a reasonably hard one on the west end, and Ann gets easily up one she’s often struggled with. Then we do walk a little, checking out some of the tall boulders to the north. Among them is a nice sunny, smaller boulder where Ann proposes taking a break in the sun. I throw down the pad and start working on a promising looking problem there. It turns out to be a GREAT problem! I have to work for each new hold, revise my sequence, change the balance, then ding! get to the next move. Every move a good one. I don’t get all the way up, but work out mabe four moves of the sequence. I’m stoked and don’t want to stop, but my tender fingers are getting weak and bleeding. So we walk back to the car and exit through the scads of weekend motorcycles and RVs. I must go back!