A leisurely day with some leisurely bouldering in the Poudre Canyon. Ann and I both make our fingers pink and raw, arms exhausted. There are wild berries everywhere here, and I wonder if we’ll see more bear sign, but none appears. During the night, however, there is a loud huffing outside our tent that sends Jezze fleeing in terror. I get up to investigate, but it crashes off to a safe distance. We can’t imagine what else it could have been. Later we hear gunshots and wonder it wandered into another, better armed camp.
2 responses to “Bouldering at the 420s”
Looks like a fun problem! If you eat the berries, just make sure you don’t eat too many at once.
Are any of them Lindonberries? I’ve read about those-but I’ve never seen them before. What about Elderberries or schnozzberries? hee-hee.
I thought it looked fun too! Like many of the problems I’ve tried out here, the low start spit me off.
Here’s what Lingonberries look like, and Elderberries. Couldn’t find schnozzberries!